According to Mom, who works with the father of a former classmate who lives in Charlotte, her co-worker was told by his daughter that they're predicting another ice storm this week. I don't know if it's just for the Charlotte area or here, but we're going to pick up some pieces of the multitude of broken trees (sniffle) just in case. I might also buy a few bundles of firewood from Harris Teeter or Whole Foods so that we have some all-around dry wood which will get a fire hot enough to burn recently-encased-in-ice wood.
We saw the neatest things tonight while coming home from the airport. They're doing major construction on I-40, and on one of the truck there were two things. They looked like a cross between a standard round mylar balloon lying horizontally and a stovetop Jiffy Pop bag thingy after the popcorn is done. They were light brown on top and white on bottom, and they were bouncing all over the place -- I'm not sure if it was the wind or if they were moving of their own volition.
It was so nice to see the kitties again. Gail was her usual scamp(er)ish self, and Thena let me foozle her. Oh, and speaking of kitties: I managed to go the whole four days without being beaten up by Noia, and then I forgot the flowers so we needed to go back to the house. While I was there, Noia did not get a swat in, so I now have a four-day record of not being whapped by a mean, Gail-impostor kitty. Anyway, we owe the kitties some serious petting and I should try to get some sleep in hopes that part of my being down is due to exhaustion.