It's raining

and cold and the first season of Project Runway is on and I have coffee and to do lists and...

Yeah.

Here I am in my soft pink shirt and my houseshoes and my new coffeecup (which says "And your crybaby winy opinion would be?"). There are biscuits in the toaster oven, a shepherd puppy at my feet, and all the laundry's done.

I might live.