Well, we had PLANNED to be in Anchorage as of last night, to spend Thanksgiving with Brandus’s folks, who made a special trip up to see us.
But, we got weathered in.
Not snow. Not sleet. Not hail.
Fog. Lots of it. And where there is fog, there is ice.
And so, no flying. And today? It looks clear, but the airline that flies up here has the day off.
*sigh*
So, we’re making rice pudding. And by “we,” i mean Brandus, who is very unhappy and so, is cooking.