Ick

Today it is flooding raining storming in San Antonio. Andrew was wise enough to buy our house not only NOT in the flood plain but on a hill. So we're perfectly safe (although our sidewalk is flooded-- the poor mail lady got her feet very wet delivering a book.)

But as a result (maybe it's also the hormones) I am in a "nesting" mood. Going to go make banana pumpkin bread. Sit on the couch in front of the fire with an afghan and maybe watch a movie.

I worked on the dissertation this weekend. Now, for yummy baking. :)