THE SNOW WAS FUN. We got about three inches, which the local media treated like the blizzard of the century. When I got home my wife and daughter were outside — my wife went in, I went back out, and we walked in the snow and had a snowball fight with some local kids. Got back and my wife was making homemade chicken soup. The only downside: my daughter’s bummed that she won’t get out of school tomorrow because it’s already a holiday. Oh, well.

I’m going to sit in front of the fire and drink a cognac later. That’s what snowy weather is for, right?