Happy Mardi Gras! There’s no place I’d rather be today than at the Tropical Isle in New Orleans. I’m hoping SOMEBODY drinks a Hand Grenade for me. Pretty please …

I’m thinking about going back to school just so I can have a snow day. What degree do I need next? Business? Creative Writing? Law? Psychology? Actually, I’ve always wanted to be a tour guide … so what do you need for that?

Is it too soon to be thinking about lunch? Is it too soon to be thinking of St. Patrick’s Day? Is it too soon to be thinking of hot summer days? Is it too soon to be thinking flipflops and shorts and a slimmer, trimmer body? Yeah, I supposes it’s a tad bit soon.

I seriously need to get to a beach quick. Instead of snow, I want sand in my peripheral vision. (For the record, I spelled “peripheral” right on first try.) I want to hear the ocean crashing on the beach, not a plow’s scraper chewing up the road. I need the warm sun’s rays hitting my [...]