Sunday was games night at the Floyds', because Bryree and Marty are in town, yay! We played a game with a secret identity component, and Thomas kept insisting that I was untrustworthy and a spy and that the Number One Rule is that you never, ever trust Beemer in these kinds of games. Which was totally unfair and quite wounding except of course that he was completely correct, because I managed to pick one of the spy cards in each of the three rounds we played. So yeah.
And then we've gotten more Bryree & Marty because they are staying with us and inaugurating our guest room, which has been lovely.
I worked from home yesterday on my poster, quite productively, and then wished that I could have done it today because it snowed three or four inches and the drive in was a mess, even delayed a couple hours. But the drive home was fine, so tomorrow shouldn't be too bad.
And that's why I haven't had time to follow up on any of the recent posts I've wanted to (including my own).