Okay, there’s really no blues when it comes to working from home. It’s all joy and party in your pajamas. Let’s give it up for snow days!

Of course I was singing a different tune last night when the snow was flying and I wussed out of going to the “24” party at Seamus’ house. I tried to go, but when I slid through the two stop signs on the way to the gas station I turned around and went home. I felt really bad when I called him and I could hear all my friends in the background imploring me to come. He said he was going to give me shit about this for the rest of the month, and I told him I would be more than happy to take the shit, because I’d be alive to take it and not dead on the side of some snowy road.