Since moving from south from New Jersey, I do miss snow on occasion. And snow days. I really miss snow days since they’re a wonderful excuse to hunker down at home and do nothing or everything. Whatever.
Last night’s snow wasn’t enough for a snow day but I spent the morning pretending it was by sleeping in and knitting. I did finally get around to a few household chores but only because I had too. This afternoon, I’ll brave the cold, wet stuff for lunch with friends and maybe even knit night. Snow days rock.