Got a good blast of snow today, after brief flurries the last two days. My-cast.com is calling for 90% chance of snow Monday, when we're scheduled to fly out. Still, as with the rest of this winter, accumulations have been generally been trivial.
I probably should be madly scurrying about, preparing for my trip, but I'm just too tired.
Sara's partner's father died from a heart attack yesterday; he was 57. (His mother had died when he was a boy.) I had been hoping to meet him some day; he had sounded rather interesting.