We are currently in Exorcist central, out here on the west coast of BC.
The fog rolled in last Friday, and since then we’ve been completely socked in, up to our eyeballs in mysterious mist.
Every so often we are tantalized with a small sliver of blue sky, but before we have a chance to relish in its splendor, the fog rolls back in, engulfing us all.
Tonight M and I are wrapped in our comfiest clothes, sitting close the fire. He is doing work and I am reading one of the most brilliant, beautiful, and hilarious poignant pieces of YA I have ever read.
Please, please check out: The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie.
You will not regret it.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in gloom:
Dinner parties.
Nerd nights.
Roses.
Winter walks.
Cat.
What did each one of you get up to for the weekend?
I want to hear all about it, as I wait for this fog to lift.
Rant and Roll 