...But not off work. Either I have very seriously annoyed my back, or something. My money is on "or something," and I'll be off to Immediate Care in the miserable snow early in the morning to find out. If I can get there soon after they open, I'll likely get to work on time.
(Tam says, "That's not miserable snow, that's 'eensy-beensy snowflings.'" You guys have no idea what I put up with.... Tamara, being fey. And after she shoveled the walks. The mind fair boggles).
Update: Something Else. I win, yayy. Pass the Cipro.
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
2 days ago