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livingdebToday I got to sleep in a bit, which was nice.
I still hadn't figured out any of the JavaScript things that stumped me yesterday, but I did go ahead and finish all the other things in the practice assignment from yesterday.
I took a fabulously hot shower.
Then outside, the roads were still iced over. It didn't seem like they'd thaw in time to get to work at 10:00. I thought of calling in and saying I would be in late (using vacation time). Robin did call in to say he would be working from home until the roads got better.
I kept checking my employer's website, but they still had the old message that hadn't been updated since yesterday afternoon. I know they never let people come in when things ice up, because no one in their right mind creates 70,000 potential lawsuits. "Oh, I slipped, and I have emotional trauma, and it's your fault for making me come here." But no change.
I started checking news websites. The first one said my employer was to be closed all day! Woo hoo! But since when do I trust local news broadcasters? Since never. So I checked the others, and they all said I was to be at work at 10:00. Finally, one more check on the home page before getting ready to leave, and at 9:03 the message was updated to say that the employer was closing all day. Woo hoo! I wonder how many people ended up at work because they didn't find out in time. People who live far away in the icy suburbs?
Later I realized we could have gotten there safely if it had opened just a bit later than 10:00, so then I felt selfish. Well, since I am in charge of neither the weather nor the decision about how long to be closed, I really don't have to feel that way.
At work we're in the middle of a renovation and lots of people are stuck working out of meeting rooms or basements or adjacent buildings, and I've been fantasizing about bringing them goodies to help compensate them. Well, now I had time to make some. And with all that baking, I would get to be slaving in a hot kitchen! Mmm, hot kitchen!
Then I had to face various constraints. The big oven still doesn't work. So, cookies are out--thousands of batches in the toaster oven is not my idea of fun. But bar cookies would work (we have a big toaster oven). Except we have only two eggs. Then I remembered my recipe for chocolate peanut butter oatmeal cookies. You heat everything on the stove like fudge, and no eggs are required. The burners don't heat up the kitchen much, but that's okay. I made two batches.
Then Robin and I went exploring at around noon. There was a thin layer of ice on all the poor plants and all the cars but the roads were perfectly clear. I'm sure the overpasses were still iced over, but the rest of the roads were fine. Water was starting to drip off the cars and the roofs and to make pretty icicles. (I didn't see any icicles on the trees this time, though.)
There was plenty of traffic. The gas stations and probably the retail shops were all open and doing business. The people outside were all running around in their little hooded sweatshirts, shivering, the poor things, in about 34-degree weather.
The local pollo al carbon place was open, so we rewarded them for their stupi--ahem, dedication--by getting some chicken. Then, next to my sidewalk, I stepped on a stepping stone which turned out to be iced over (unlike the sidewalk) and went flying. It's a good thing I wasn't holding the chicken, or even more of the hot sauce containers would have burst. Also it's a good thing I am not 97 and got to walk away only with bruises (I assume I'll have bruises--haven't seen them yet).
All the news sites were still reporting temperatures below 30 degrees everywhere. They always want to make the weather sound more exciting than it really is. I understand this with the predictions, but when they're saying that actual thermometers everywhere are below freezing, after I have seen water melting, that's just wrong. I do live close to downtown, which gets warmer than the outskirts, but surely they had a thermometer somewhere within city limits. They certainly managed to find some during the heat waves.
Robin ran out of work to do and was told to just take the rest of the day off. So we watched "Office Space" again. It was fun. It's got your bite of reality, your revenge fantasies, your critique of modern life, and your philosophies of life. What more could you want from a movie? Oh, right, romance, sex, nudity, and explosions. Well, there was one romance, a fire, a car crash, and gratuitous violence against office machinery. That's pretty good, right? Also a lively next door neighbor and fun with a door-to-door salesman. Oh, and don't forget my favorite scene, the slow-motion embezzlement choreography. Gotta love those spinny office chairs.
I've been cold today--even colder than yesterday since it's 60 degrees inside--but it's not debilitating today. I have cold fingers, a cold nose, and cold upper arms, but I can still go about my day doing what I want instead of just curling up into a paralyzed ball. Not pathetic all.
Sites of the Day - For another viewpoint on dealing with the ice day in my town, as well as other interesting issues, see fraeuleinchen's Ice Day. "There are accidents and abandoned cars all over the place. ... I just haven't been that jazzed about movies lately. TV series are of more interest to me. They tell a lot about the times in which they aired. ..."
For a viewpoint from just south of here, see Tonight on the news... in Tim's Lounge. "So to summarize, the local news went into Full Drama Mode, there was a non-event, and they continued to milk it for two extra hours."
For a fun site on the issue of holiday eating, see Darn Lucky's I Never Met a Cake I Didn't Like. "I am learning not to judge myself based on the number of chins that show up in pictures."
I still hadn't figured out any of the JavaScript things that stumped me yesterday, but I did go ahead and finish all the other things in the practice assignment from yesterday.
I took a fabulously hot shower.
Then outside, the roads were still iced over. It didn't seem like they'd thaw in time to get to work at 10:00. I thought of calling in and saying I would be in late (using vacation time). Robin did call in to say he would be working from home until the roads got better.
I kept checking my employer's website, but they still had the old message that hadn't been updated since yesterday afternoon. I know they never let people come in when things ice up, because no one in their right mind creates 70,000 potential lawsuits. "Oh, I slipped, and I have emotional trauma, and it's your fault for making me come here." But no change.
I started checking news websites. The first one said my employer was to be closed all day! Woo hoo! But since when do I trust local news broadcasters? Since never. So I checked the others, and they all said I was to be at work at 10:00. Finally, one more check on the home page before getting ready to leave, and at 9:03 the message was updated to say that the employer was closing all day. Woo hoo! I wonder how many people ended up at work because they didn't find out in time. People who live far away in the icy suburbs?
Later I realized we could have gotten there safely if it had opened just a bit later than 10:00, so then I felt selfish. Well, since I am in charge of neither the weather nor the decision about how long to be closed, I really don't have to feel that way.
At work we're in the middle of a renovation and lots of people are stuck working out of meeting rooms or basements or adjacent buildings, and I've been fantasizing about bringing them goodies to help compensate them. Well, now I had time to make some. And with all that baking, I would get to be slaving in a hot kitchen! Mmm, hot kitchen!
Then I had to face various constraints. The big oven still doesn't work. So, cookies are out--thousands of batches in the toaster oven is not my idea of fun. But bar cookies would work (we have a big toaster oven). Except we have only two eggs. Then I remembered my recipe for chocolate peanut butter oatmeal cookies. You heat everything on the stove like fudge, and no eggs are required. The burners don't heat up the kitchen much, but that's okay. I made two batches.
Then Robin and I went exploring at around noon. There was a thin layer of ice on all the poor plants and all the cars but the roads were perfectly clear. I'm sure the overpasses were still iced over, but the rest of the roads were fine. Water was starting to drip off the cars and the roofs and to make pretty icicles. (I didn't see any icicles on the trees this time, though.)
There was plenty of traffic. The gas stations and probably the retail shops were all open and doing business. The people outside were all running around in their little hooded sweatshirts, shivering, the poor things, in about 34-degree weather.
The local pollo al carbon place was open, so we rewarded them for their stupi--ahem, dedication--by getting some chicken. Then, next to my sidewalk, I stepped on a stepping stone which turned out to be iced over (unlike the sidewalk) and went flying. It's a good thing I wasn't holding the chicken, or even more of the hot sauce containers would have burst. Also it's a good thing I am not 97 and got to walk away only with bruises (I assume I'll have bruises--haven't seen them yet).
All the news sites were still reporting temperatures below 30 degrees everywhere. They always want to make the weather sound more exciting than it really is. I understand this with the predictions, but when they're saying that actual thermometers everywhere are below freezing, after I have seen water melting, that's just wrong. I do live close to downtown, which gets warmer than the outskirts, but surely they had a thermometer somewhere within city limits. They certainly managed to find some during the heat waves.
Robin ran out of work to do and was told to just take the rest of the day off. So we watched "Office Space" again. It was fun. It's got your bite of reality, your revenge fantasies, your critique of modern life, and your philosophies of life. What more could you want from a movie? Oh, right, romance, sex, nudity, and explosions. Well, there was one romance, a fire, a car crash, and gratuitous violence against office machinery. That's pretty good, right? Also a lively next door neighbor and fun with a door-to-door salesman. Oh, and don't forget my favorite scene, the slow-motion embezzlement choreography. Gotta love those spinny office chairs.
I've been cold today--even colder than yesterday since it's 60 degrees inside--but it's not debilitating today. I have cold fingers, a cold nose, and cold upper arms, but I can still go about my day doing what I want instead of just curling up into a paralyzed ball. Not pathetic all.
Sites of the Day - For another viewpoint on dealing with the ice day in my town, as well as other interesting issues, see fraeuleinchen's Ice Day. "There are accidents and abandoned cars all over the place. ... I just haven't been that jazzed about movies lately. TV series are of more interest to me. They tell a lot about the times in which they aired. ..."
For a viewpoint from just south of here, see Tonight on the news... in Tim's Lounge. "So to summarize, the local news went into Full Drama Mode, there was a non-event, and they continued to milk it for two extra hours."
For a fun site on the issue of holiday eating, see Darn Lucky's I Never Met a Cake I Didn't Like. "I am learning not to judge myself based on the number of chins that show up in pictures."