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?