Darcy and I had a nice morning. She's got the day off, so we only had half of the hectic morning prep to do before getting me out to work. I declared as she dropped me off that I would rather scrub the kitchen floor with her than go to work today, and it's true.
But, here I am, captureing, exporting and smooshing, with a liberal amount of plain-vanilla dubbing tossed in to spice it all up a bit.
I'm gonna do the trendy Q. of the Day thing now: So how many of you can reasonably expect to have a white Christmas this year?
