The Triad is getting pummeled by a snowstorm that is promising 6-10 inches by midday tomorrow. We’ve been hunkered down since noon, watching it come down. “Hunkered down” – there’s a phrase that only gets used during snowstorms. And finals week at grad school, I guess.

In any event, we didn’t have much planned for tomorrow anyway, except for lots of projects around the house. So we’ll sleep in, then venture out and see what H. thinks of it all.