Priorities

So we were in for a messy, hellasnowy commute this morning, according to the ol' reports we like to cite. So we woke up at 4:25 this morning thinking it was 6:45 and we scampered to the window to see the winter wonderland.

Nothing.

So we went back to bed. Imus woke us up at 6:45. Again with the window. Again with the nothing.

As we ironed this morning, we realized we were smirking. We were smirking because we looked out the window, saw that there wasn't any white stuff (points to the person who can answer how we feel about the term "white stuff"), and went about our business.

We were smirking because about 98 percent of the people we work with on a daily basis freaked out this morning because it didn't snow. These same people, who tend to not work when they work, were all about the snow planning yesterday. Charts. Graphs. Emergency plans.

Let's make sure to remind everyone on the phone chain who their people are and what they need to say and when. You know, that sort of thing.

So these same people now have to trudge to work, just as all of you do. We love it and we can't wait to say HAPPY THURSDAY to everyone, loud and chippy.

So we say yay to thee, mother nature.