The snow is coming.
I have an entire pan of gooey butter cake sitting in my kitchen.
[Let’s be honest here. We all know I’ve eaten half the pan already.]
I’m all out of greens.
[Secretly this thrills me, since I don’t have any to eat.]
I foresee a lot of this being done.
[And not nearly enough of this.]
And surely way too much of this.
[In fact, I think I’ll get started on this a little early. Like… right now.]
What would be your perfect snowed-in day?