Yesterday evening I met up with the faculty and TAs of the Histology course to celebrate the end of the quarter. The meet up was in a restaurant at a nice shopping mall close by the U, so I went home and cleaned up and then drove over there early so I could shop for my sister's b'day present. I got just the perfect thing for her and a few other little things and then headed to the restaurant we where all had a really really fun time. The TAs are so sweet and gave us cards and little packets of candy. After dropping one of my friends off at her house I made it home by 9:30 and just went to bed to read. I must have been asleep by 11 or maybe 11:30 but in the middle of the night it started to rain and it woke me up, so I was a little groggy when the alarm went off at 6 or whatever ungodly hour I have it set to. I hit the snooze button a few times and managed to drag myself into the shower about 10 or 15 minutes later than usual. The rain had stopped and I could even see bits of clear sky in the east, so I put on my bike clothes and got all ready to ride in. As I was packing my panniers I heard a rumble but thought it was a truck maybe or ... ? I went to the garage, and as the garage door rose up Mr. M went closer out near the opening and turned to look at me saying, "It's pouring"! And indeed it was pouring, and that had been thunder I heard and then there was another clap. And I turned off my bike lights and trudged upstairs to change and drive in. If I hadn't slept in I would have been out in that downpour, and rain gear or no, it wasn't a storm to be out in. Took me ages to drive in as well, what with the slow traffic and the standing water. Thunder and lightening in December! And tomorrow -- I am working from home so it can rain all it wants.
My sister is getting excited about their visit on the 30th. We have decided that we would go out for an early-ish dinner on the 31st and then host a nice open house on New Year's day. So I've got to start inviting people.
Noon knitting today and I think I'm going to break with the latest tradition of working a row or two on my Cloisonne jacket and instead take up my convertible mittens to see if I can finish them up today. I would dearly love to because the cotton yarn is making my hands hurt and I want to see if my modifications work the way I need them to work.
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