Iran So Far Away

White Rabbits! We finally got out this morning to see my uncle at the assisted living facility a few blocks away from us, but we were too optimistic about the temperature and froze our tushies off between the parking garage and the building where his apartment is. In any case it was a lovely visit, I passed along the matzoh blanket I'd gotten Mom for her 94th birthday (the last and best birthday gift I ever got her), and it appears the power steering belt has finally quieted down after giving off one last screech when the car was stopped by the entry gate. I still need to take it in for an oil change at the least, which may be the coming weekend if the weather holds up. Now we're watching the Actor awards (the new name for the SAG awards) and it's actually an enjoyable show. It doesn't hurt that host Kristin Bell has a lovely set of pipes; I kept listening to her and picturing Ana from Frozen (and Frozen II, probably my fave Disney animated movie of recent vintage), but I don't consider that a bad thing. And Samwise Gamgee makes a terrific new SAG president as far as I'm concerned. But what's with the sculpted fronts of those gowns? A way to show boobs without having to use clothing tape? Ah well, have to occupy my mind with something given the current events horrorshow...