HA! You should have seen my husband this evening, as we drove back home from Billy McHale’s (is that Northgate? The one near that new huge Loews theatre?) anyway, he squints at the spatters on the windshield, and he says slowly, thoughtfully, “The rain is getting… thicker. It’s a thick rain. It’s like it’s… frozen, somewhat.” I nod sagely. “Yes,” I say. “Where I come from, we call it snow.”
Psst… picunurse, by the way, I got your email, and I’m not ignoring you. We’ve been having some major computer troubles (my husband already sent his back to the manufacturer to be fixed/replaced) and my connection has been sporadic at best, and I can’t get my email to send. Just thought you should know. 
I’ll write back as soon as we’re fixed up here.
PS - my husband thinks it’s a great idea and has offered to drive me to Wallingford. :smack:
COOL!
Sunny today, a bit windy, about 70 degrees, pool was perfect. Expecting 70s all week.
d & r
braggart! 