Is it spring yet?

No, it will never be spring.  I don't think Texas believes in spring.  Winter is going to drag along until it decides it's summertime, and then it will suddenly be 100 degrees at midnight.  That's my prediction.
In other news...Jesse will be home in 3 days!  And a good thing, too.  My freezers are bursting, and I don't cook enough when he's gone.  Speaking of bursting...Guess what happened again yesterday?  You got it!  The pipes froze because I'm too cheap to heat this giant, drafty house, and water started coming from the bottom of the water heater.  Worst part of it was that it interrupted my skyping with the kids.

Fortunately, I am not completely helpless, and I was able to get the water shut off before more than a couple gallons escaped.  It wasn't gushing, like the last couple times.  But that is where my ability ends.  I mopped up the mess and called Kent.  Like a good landlord, he moseyed over after work with his box of goodies, and discovered that he could do basically nothing about it at all.  Yay me!  So I texted Mel and told her that I was coming over to take a shower.

That is one nice thing that has come of Jesse being gone.  I have spent rather a lot of time with Mel and the kids, and it has been lovely.  They tried to convince me to stay with them while he was gone, but I like my own bed an awful lot.  However, with no water and a freezing cold house, it was very nice to know that I had a place to go.  They are amazing people, and have fed me so many times this week!  That's probably part of why I haven't been cooking.  I can just go to Jody's and there's always rice and some sort of protein.

They've also decided to start hosting poker nights, and I've been informed that I have to learn how to play poker, especially now that most of our people have gone back West.  How hard can it be?  I know I've been taught before...It'll be like riding a bike.
Anyway, I have chicken and rice in the oven that is probably burning.
Over and out.