snow day.

It snowed. A lot.

So we all snuggled up inside while Cindy made us a cooked breakfast (Caitlin and Martin have pretty much moved in. It's really nice to have a full house!). We drank an obscene amount of tea and chatted about the ways of the world.

We trundled off to the park to engage briefly in a mass snowball fight, but ended up in the pub, due to the inevitable onset of frostbite. I'd say it worked out okay. Afternoon drinking is the best, and you can be in bed by ten. Perfect.