I wake up to frozen feet. Once again, it is just another cold winter morning. I hop out of bed, and meander down stairs in a robe and slippers, still draped in my pajamas. I look outside, through the frozen and frosted windows, all I can see is snow. I know that is going to be another one of those stay in mornings. I pour myself a cup of Joe and enjoy the cold morning under a blanket watching TV.