This weather stuff cracks me up.  I grew up in Iowa.  There is a song about being stranded in Iowa.  There are letters about how awesome the snow is at first and progresses to insanity.  It is sort of like that.  So, if the cold doesn’t sting my face and the drifts aren’t up to my waist, I’m good to go. 
Snow days with my crew at the end of pneumonia recovery is interesting.  It mostly meant I didn’t get to go sledding (it is totally sledding and not at all sled riding…silly kc phrases) and I didn’t try to be very productive.  I picked a project!
My reading is all over the place.  Many genres, many books, pick up and put down a lot.  It is very haphazard but it serves me well.  I like it when authors craft their story around a token object and or a focus of information where within the narrative you actually learn quite a lot along the way.  With Secret Life of Bees it was about the beekeeping process as an aside and the black Madonna.  I was obsessed.  I did much searching and wasn’t satisfied with my findings.  In The Prayerbox by Lisa Wingate, she finds a lifetime of prayer boxes carefully decorated and filled for each year of prayers and tokens.  I knew I wanted to make a prayer box.  It seemed to coincide with my 2014 focus nicely and I hope it is the first of many.  There was stitching and painting.  It was a nice little brain break as I listened to the sledding party on the other side of the window.  I look forward to finishing it on snow day #2.

Wishing you snuggly blankets and toes warmed by the fire with good food surrounded by those who love you best.
DZ