'ang on a minute!

Yeh, so it's going to be a "devistating [sic] ice storm" (according to the graphic on the news) like maybe two inches of ice. So, I'll be taking a shower now (no four days unwashed again for me, no sir), and should the Real with its crazy agency spare us, I'll be back soon. The cell phone will be off, you know, in case we need to call a hospital or something. Fleur said, "Welcome home, honey," as I was frowning at the TV and muttering about showers. Good thing I bought all that milk the other day. Y'all just keep a thought, this thought, "No Big Bad Wind." No wind. No. Please.