Well, hi. This is 10:30-11:30 in the morning.
|Still in my bathrobe. Oh yeah.|
|The snow was like fondant.|
|Snot flowed like Niagra Falls|
|And some tears did, too.|
|A quick 'good morning' chat with my mom.|
|Some scrambled eggs and a discussion about pineapples with lots of "why?"s involved.|