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It’s 7:43 as I start this, and I still feel miserable, with all the familiar symptoms of a cold. I was up at 6:20, made my coffee, took a Tylenol, and read some of the New York Times and Washington Post. We received a couple of inches of snow overnight, so I’ll be heading back out to shovel again. At the moment, it's 12º, and I'm more concerned about the strong winds than the snow over the next couple of days because of the risk of power loss.
Thursday wasn’t much fun because of the cold. We were both up early, as usual, since Evie was going to school. Around 9:00, I bundled up, went outside, shoveled the parking area, and pulled the Outback out of the garage to make things easier for her when she left. The roads were snowy, but she took her time. Once she was gone, I hunkered down—reading, listening to Sirius radio, and making myself some chamomile tea, which Evie’s dad swears is a panacea for colds.
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| Spectacular Winter Sky At 11:41 |
I wasn’t very hungry, but I heated up a bowl of kuru fasulye and watched the first half hour of the Oscar-nominated film Sinners. After lunch, I showered, hoping it would clear my head, and then took a solid nap. Evie got home around 3:00, tired from school and a stop at Wegmans to stock up for the coming storm. I helped put everything away, then spent much of the afternoon on the couch, reading my new novel, Broken Country.
By 4:30, we had accumulated another couple of inches of snow, so I went back out for about half an hour to shovel again and clean off the car, trying to stay ahead of the snowfall. We relaxed around 5:30 after Evie put together dinner—eggplant, pasta sauce, and spaghetti. We both commented on how good it was; we must have been hungry. We watched Colbert and then started a new series, The Beast in Me, with Claire Danes. After two episodes, we’d had enough for the night, though we’ll probably keep watching. Once Evie went to bed, I watched a quarter of the Mavericks–Golden State game and ended the evening with another half hour of Sinners.
Quotations Of The Day:
"We are in the middle of at least four unravelings: The unraveling of the postwar international order. The unraveling of domestic tranquillity wherever Immigration and Customs Enforcement agents bring down their jackboots. The further unraveling of the democratic order, with attacks on Fed independence and — excuse the pun — trumped-up prosecutions of political opponents. Finally, the unraveling of President Trump’s mind." David Brooks
"No one has delivered more in one year than President Trump." Jim Jordan



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