3:00 p.m.: We decide to watch a family movie. “Narnia and the Dawn Treader.” Again. It’s still snowing.
3:10 p.m.: I head upstairs to do some laundry. The snow is up to the dog’s belly.
5 p.m.: Somehow I’ve fallen asleep! In my bed. With my shoes off and the blankets on. Hmm.
And, oh yeah, it’s still snowing. But it's also wicked windy. (I can say "wicked" now that I've lived in New England for more than a year.)
I fill the tub with water, just in case power goes out, and am glad I resisted the Poptart temptation.