I'm Dreaming Of a White Easter...

... which, as my neighbor and I discussed this morning, seems to have been pretty common when we were kids.

Myself, I love snow. It helps that I work from home so I have no commute (of course, it also means I don't get any snow days). I'd rather shovel snow for an hour than lift weights for half an hour - I feel like I get something done.

Now, if it happened every single day I suspect I'd get tired of it, but it is still beautiful at this point.