I finally managed to donate blood at the hospital today. I've been trying to find time for a couple weeks but that's done and I'm good until the end of march. The woman who works there is very friendly and I enjoy talking with her. I live so close and I have no problems with needles, it seems ridiculous not to donate. Any one of us could need that stock at some point, better make sure the pantry's full. Plus, I got a long sleeve shirt! It's red. And cookies. Oreos. I love oreos.

I'm providing dinner tonight and because I knew I'd be tired and because I like it, that means shepherd's pie, fresh from the frozen food department. Pop it in the oven for an hour, cook some lima beans and done.

So, tomorrow is apparently more crap weather and all I need is for my car to freeze shut again. I mean, that layer of ice covering everything was really neat, everything trapped and sparkly, but I need to get to work. It's different if work's closed. I don't like having to call in to report I'm unable to open my car door. Ice scraper? Yeah, good idea, only it's inside my car.

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