Confession that will make you hate me: as you read this, it's probably a sunny 60 degrees where I am.  That being said, as thankful as I am for that fact, I can't help but be mildly jealous of those of you currently blanketed with snow.  I'm sure it would be less desirable if  were actually having to live with it but from afar its peaceful and beautiful and I wish I had some outside my window.  These images from the NY Times will have to tide me over: