There are a few things in this world that I believe in very strongly. The first is the power of the siesta. I've been saying for years that we need to follow Latin America's lead and institute mandatory after-lunch breaks -- if not for a little sleep, then for a little mental sanity and relaxation. On the days that I manage to get in a long lunch or afternoon nap, I feel far more relaxed and productive afterwards.

In the same vein, what ever happened to snow days? If schools shouldn't have to meet because of inclement weather, we shouldn't have to wait for a Level 3 snow emergency is declared to take a little time off to enjoy the day. Unfortunately, that's the downside to depending on contract work as my primary source of income: If the power is on and my Internet connection is up, I have no excuse for not getting something done.

I did get some time to enjoy the weather. January and I were able to take a walk over the giant shards of frozen snow to the market for supplies. We kept ourselves warm with some homemade chicken noodle soup and then decided it was time to show Sammy and Frankie, once and for all, why exactly we won't let them outside.

Minutes after this picture was taken, the cats were introduced to the joys of snow firsthand. Frankie made a beeline back to the door and started crying relentlessly, while Sammy tucked herself away underneath the house and had to be coaxed back out with the promise of many, many treats. Strangely enough, they both seem content to watch the squirrels and birds by the front window now.

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