Cloudy with a Chance of Snow

Snow days are tough. At first they are a gift--no rushing to the bus stop, packing lunch. Time to make a strawberry pie from that new book, and curl up and watch a movie with Punchy--but then it's 7 p.m. and I'm forcing myself to sit at my desk and work. A fluffy blanket falls overall but then you pay the piper. Good night.

TCOY

1. Found my lost Fibit and put it on.
2. Ate a yam and turkey.
3. Accessorized, even with cabin fever.