Okay, so we went out in the blizzard today, and it was every bit as bad as you've been hearing. No visibility, huge snow banks, high winds. I freaking love it. I have enjoyed this snow-week more than you can imagine.
It's amazing that today, as I was watching season one of The Tudors, my new favorite show, at around 2:45 pm, my husband brought me an ice cold beer. Then I had wine with dinner. Drinking in the middle of the day is only one of the many pleasures. Cooking ridiculously decadent things because I have to use it up before it goes bad, and baking cookies and muffins. This is the best week of my life.
Is this what it's like to be rich? Drink wine from 3 o'clock on and watch opera on youtube?