I got a text this morning telling me to work from home today since outside looked like Antarctica. It's in contention for one of the best texts I've ever received. I'm not even complaining that I had to work extra hours tonight since I got to wear my pajamas all day and hang out with my cats.
After "work," I took it as a perfect opportunity to stay home and drink scotch since the snow had us buried alive. Now if you're familiar with my eating habits, you know that I eat like a 12 year old with no parents, but tonight was extra inspired. We made V For Vendetta-esque eggs in a basket...with hot dog buns. Don't laugh too much though, they were delicious and we totally had a party.
