blizzard

We're in the middle of our third nor'easter this month, and it's only the 13th. The National Weather Service has confirmed that it reached blizzard status in Boston, the nearest official station.

I was scheduled for PT this morning, but called the PT place yesterday afternoon to postpone. They may charge me $25 for the short notice, but I am hoping not: the buses are running, but everyone is saying "stay inside unless you have to travel," so the PT place may not even be open today.

I made us French toast for lunch, as is traditional—with challah, since I bought a loaf on Saturday at the Somerville Winter Farmers Market (which I heartily recommend: Saturday mornings at the Armory on Highland Avenue, through April 14), along with more Hudson's golden gem apples.