Snowy Saturday Morning

Having spent much of the morning sleeping on and off, I was finally roused from the comfort and warmth of my bed not by a demanding cat, but by me need for coffee. Yesterday's snow remains icily on the ground and I am sipping my brown life from a very large orange-red cup that my dad would argue vehemently is a bowl (in fact, he has made that very argument) while listening to Sheryl Crow's Detours CD and bumming that there are no tickets left for the Kanye tour date except lawn, probably because I slept well past the on sale time. Another time... for now, I must hop in the shower and head off for a session of retail therapy... and after the way my week went, I am in dire need... and I will start by washing off any remenants.

Stay warm, my friends, the spring is coming.