Last night, the nasty ice and snow storm that's moved across the country finally arrived here in New England. I've shoveled the driveway and the sidewalk and got the doors of the car unfrozen, and now I'm hunkered down for the day. I love hunkered down days. I have everything I need to keep me happy... the house is warm, there's plenty of foor in the fridge, and if it gets too cold outside, I've got my love to keep me warm.

Today, I'm burning CDs of jazz for family members and a couple of Catters (who are family too, for that matter.) Later on, the wifey and me will throw a movie in the DVD... probably the orignal Mr. Deeds Goes To Town, or Sunset Boulevard (both of which I picked up a couple of days ago,) or maybe just turn on the fireplace. Yeah, turn on. We have a gas fireplace that looks like the real thing, and I don't have to wade out into the back yard to try to unfreeze some logs from the snow.

I know that at some point today, I'll get out my guitar and start running through some songs that I'll be doing next week at a couple of nursing homes.

Where is the "bad" in bad weather?

Like everything else, a hunkered down day is as beautiful as the person you spend it with.

I got mine.

How are my Catter friends dealing with this kind of day? And what do you call a hunkered down day where you live?

Jerry