Good late evening GH. Well, I did it. I didn't go out today. I heard a train go by, but I didn't even stir from my bed. In fact, I let Sugar the Weather Dog out and she then proceeded to do her duty and then she never asked again. Meanwhile, the snow continued to fall. Although there hasn't been significant accumulation, yet, there is an expectation for an additional accumulation overnight of 3 - 6 inches. However, the Weather Channel site seems to think that there will be only dry conditions while predicting the precipitation to be at 70%. Go figure. Right now, we are at 30 degrees, so that is the kind of weather that produces light, fluffy snow.

Today, with a little help from Sugar the Sous Dog, I made banana bread and squash. Since the oven was on, I used the Mary method of not wasting the preheated oven by making the squash. So tomorrow, I'll be having squash for lunch. Mary was hard at work on an index, so I was left to my own devices. I was planning on making one form of banana bread, but lacking in buttermilk, regular milk and the like, I switched recipes to one I had used before. I think that this loaf is my best so far. Sugar thinks so too.

I took my large helicopter to the man-cave this morning. I figured that since Adam had his transportation department there, I'd add to the collection. I also pulled the charger line off one of the small copters, so that the battery didn't get overcharged. However, I didn't get a chance to fly it yet. I think all will be well.

Mary made some kick-rear pasta for dinner, and used some veggie sausage in the sauce. I like the sausage and the combination was dy-no-mite, to borrow from Jimmy Walker.

So, it is time to go back and watch more TV. Rachel is on, but before that, I watched a real tearjerker of an NCIS episode that both Mary and I really were moved by, especially since one of the "stars" was a way cool black Labrador Retriever. Of course, then Rachel was talking about a charity in FL that was defrauding the veterans. It is interesting, that on AMC, the movie, The Best Years of our Lives was running. Some things never change.

So, until next time, Ciao.