The Other Slush Pile

Precipitation the consistency of a convenience store beverage is sloshing from the sky today. I don't believe in the sun anymore. Perhaps it still exists, or maybe it is now only a mythical thing, the stuff of legend.

* sigh *

I'm off to drown my sorrows in the half-melted foam of mini-marshmallows on the top of my hot chocolate.

But, before I go, here's a wicked funny parenting article, courtesy of my friend Jenn:
http://www.theatlantic.com/issues/97feb/frazier/frazier.htm

BTW, I'm looking for a pro editor for a manuscript critique. If you know someone good, please email or post a comment.