Hello to all my snow-bound Chelsea Drugstore friends. New York, Boston, DC, Chicago. To me there's no wonder or fun or glory in any of it. I'm glad not to be where it's actually cold and wet and snowy, but full of vicarious crankiness because to me it's all about dealing with the travel ramifications of canceled flights and having to VERY POLITELY explain to people that NO, I CAN'T GET YOU TO NEW YORK FOR YOUR VERY IMPORTANT MEETING BECAUSE ALL THE FLIGHTS HAVE BEEN CANCELED!!!
I want to at least start walking to work again, but I can't until my thighs and calves feel a bit better and especially until the big, nasty blister on my right heel subsides.