First.

It is snowing. Again. This winter suddenly, here in the middle of February, is starting to feel really, really long. Walking Esther in my pajamas amidst the slushy grossness of last week's leftover snow and this morning's sad offering was almost enough to send me cowering back to my pillows. But I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

So here I am.

Drinking sad, not very good coffee.

Debating going to Weight Watchers this morning.

Wondering what else should be done with this day.