" Well, what if there is no tomorrow? There wasn't one today."

Happy Happy to all you Woodchuck Chuckers out there! Minus 20 here. A forced "snow day". It seems the fuel in our school buses turns into a gelatinous mess at minus 20. I turn into a gelatinous mess long before then. But I'll take the day off, thank you. Tomorrow too?? I remember a Groundhog Day celebration at BYU where we suspended a potato with toothpicks in a glass, decorated it with eyes and some paper clothes, wrapped Christmas lights around it, and thought we were very clever and funny. Actually we were.