When I was younger and had to walk 1/2 mile to the bus stop (uphill both ways, sorry, it started to sound like I was 80) - I loved to crunch on the dirt that turned into icicles.

This year I'm happy to live in a well-insulated home, as my last four years in Indiana were spent huddling under blankets on my couch and covering windows with comforters.

Also, I made a little squee this morning as I had to decide which of my cute knitted and crocheted scarves to wear!!!