Dear Demeter

It's alright that the date has been canceled. I do understand – I was actually about to ask you whether or not we could postpone it, Old Deuteronomy wanted to talk to me about... something. I'm not sure what. Was it Pouncival that got to the dinner? I swear I caught him trying to eat one of Jennyanydots' mice today. I'll have to have a talk with him.

And since your schedule is now freed for this evening, could you do me a favor and talk to Victoria? There's something wrong with her today. She's usually so calm but lately she's been so skittish. I tried to ask her what was the matter with her but she pushed me away- she said not to come near her. When I asked her why she just looked to the sky and said 'He's watching me....'

Maybe when I get back from the Vicarage tonight we could go for that walk,

Lots of Love
Munkustrap

A/N: What the hell is with all the storm surges? I can hardly see a block down the road – and I can usually see straight across the water to Mulgrave. I have a pile of snow from snow plows as high as Mount Everest (okay, so maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration...). My tree out back is buried; I can barely see my hammock stand outside; and I've been in pajamas for three days straight! It's a new record. The Blizzards are supposed to be done tonight – we're getting blowing snow though and the barometer is still dropping. Exams have been bumped up but the sleepover at Poet's is still on – Bah-day! Is anybody else having problems with their Author Alerts – such as they aren't working?

Vikkie – Hi; I, Krissy-Lids, shall be typing for me... He's bi you say... Maybe I should talk to Poet about that. We could use that. Thank you! We'll have to finish the rules/registration for Gangsta Sistah-dom but feel free to apply. And if you say that you aren't a hussy (do I ever love that word) I'll take your word for it... I suppose

Mima-Love – Honey, I would not say that this is better weather. You can't see boo outside. Boo all I say! It doesn't go below -6? My gracious! It's -6 on a good day. Up here – if you factor in the wind chill – we can get -15 or -27 or even -40! There is a serious hint... where? You should talk to her, and try your email address again. I'm sure she's harmless; she can't get me up here. And do I ever love it (and you) when you quote me! I seriously smile every time!

The weather man said that we would get nailed... He didn't say that it would be with a sledgehammer