Brew fresh-perk and get out real cream. Soften butter for banana nut bread. Feed dog. Wait five minutes and unleash hell into backyard – that is, let dog out and watch her go banana nuts in the snowdrifts! Rolling, romping, rambunctious. Snowdog extraordinaire.
Finally wake sleeping eleven year old son! Crypt-keeper like, he’s wrapped in several layers of blankets, pillows and random-noun items. There’s my hairbrush!
Watch disaster movie… Perfect Storm sounds good! Make Jiffy Pop. Settle in for snowed-in warmth and mandated down-time.
Not a bad way to start a day.