No exercise today, I hardly left the house. One of the last (bring 'em on!) cold fronts of winter hit last night, and looks to last (if tweeted 3rd hand weather reports can be trusted) until Sunday.
Instead, right now: red wine, laptop, fire, freezing outside, 2x cats, and a faded blue couch; all of which equals a backpack full of personal bliss.
Oh yes, S is cooking... I just wish S could cook quietly; then all would be perfect. (That's a joke, especially if S is reading this.)