There is snow, deep and powdery, on the ground, giving the best excuse to not report for duty. Sun in the blue, blue sky. A whipping wind. I'm listening to Lily Allen's new one on repeat, and making Christmas cookies. I hope today finds you with just as much pleasure in your bones. Also, a few more finalists need to claim their spots before I can do that drawing and finally get that cashmere shipped off. Come on now.