Apparently my delight at the rapid vanishment of snow and the onset of spring was premature. We’re supposed to get tons of snow this weekend.

(I have two degrees. If I say ‘vanishment’ is a word, it’s a word. Okay?)

I’ve had a couple of queries regarding my recent decrease in posting. Apart from Blogger publishing then munching that post on the debate and the challenge my husband and I faced in attempting to correct our info on the electoral list, Blogger apparently didn’t publish my April 1 posts. How… amusing. Ahem.

Otherwise, I’ve been writing all week on my laptop, which means I’m not working on my desk computer, which is the one that’s connected to the Wide World of Web. And yes, the writing’s going just fine, thanks for asking. I’ve now finished the second (and final) bonus chapter of my NaNo novel, which needed a couple of plot points tied up. All in all, I’ve pulled off 4, 758 words this week so far, in that bonus chapter and the new chapter of the Great Canadian Novel.

Now, if the sun would just come out, things would seem even cheerier. I’m surrounded by that dull brown light that means precipitation is on the way, and I’ve heard reports varying from fifteen to twenty centimeters of That White Stuff headed our way.

I just want it to be over. Please?