Blizzard Fever

I've got Blizzard Fever.  At least that's what I'm calling this current "post-Christmas, post-Chicago trip, ready for Spring/Summer, but it's too early to be ready for Spring/Summer and I feel I should give Winter a chance" funk.

What I'd give for a storm that would dumb inches of white, fluffy snow all over the city.  One that wouldn't even allow the Lancaster SID to shovel our sidewalks right away.  Then C and I could take a walk around the block and spend the rest of the day snowed in.

Sounds perfect.