In an utterly fantastic occurrence, today was a snow day. I like this type of Monday.
What I don't like is how snow on the ground is always short lived.
It's melting like the Witch of the West, and soon I will be confronted with the week.
I dressed for homework not frolicking. Please, do not panic. I did frolic, wander aimlessly and contemplate ambushing a friend. Mama described my comfort clothing as a "visual punch". I hope it was an amiable, friendly sort of punch. Or Punch and Judy. Hurting people with fists is not what I'm about.