As much as I appreciate the rain, I'm still looking forward to the heat wave that is predicted for the next weekend. Daytime highs are supposed to get up into the mid-fifties, and nocturnal lows could be as high as 38. What a luxury! It could save me two or three bucks off of my next utility bill. Plus it will give my ass a chance to grow back, at least partly, after having been frozen off tonight.
I decided that tonight would be another baked potato night, instead of having the lasagna. There are still a couple of potatoes from the ten pound bag I bought a couple of weeks ago, and I want to use them up before they grow too many eyes. The five pound bag I bought last week should probably be in the cold garage, to keep them from sprouting. I'll put it out there later, if I remember.
It doesn't feel like Friday. Holidays always throw me off. I'm glad they're almost over.