Can't say I like snow; vicious cold wet white stuff. It somehow seems more appropriate than 80 degrees out and running the airconditioning in the winter. Could Mother Nature pick a season already? She's more indecisive than I am - and that's really saying something!

Watching a TV show this afternoon and being lazy. Did a kitchen clean and cooked today, so definitely deserve a break. Tomorrow is my last day off, if I promise to be productive then, can I be a slug now?