Stroll

Pancakes for breakfast with homemade syrup.
Listening to the Top 2000.
Out for a snowy stroll.

Him: "I wish we'd have a blizzard"
Me: *pulls WTH face*
Him: "But without the wind, so it wouldn't be blinding"

Of course.

We go up to the Lake and across the street to the Pond. So, so, so many geese! And almost all of them decide to fly up :)

The layer of ice under the snow makes for treacherous steps. Then I walk backwards to get a good angle and almost fall flat on my behind. Who needs ice if you're already so ungraceful?

I love not working. I love it a LOT.