It's also weird to see those bushes looking so small under the snow's weight.
I probably could have gone out for a walk this morning, but I stayed up about 90 minutes late last night. This morning I woke up at 3:59, one minute before my alarm, and decided to turn it off, after which I slept another 90 minutes or so. Everything evened out. And today's a good day for that since I'm waiting around for a conference call we have each Tuesday at 3:30. Of four people on the call, one's on vacation and one's at an annual meeting lasting several days. I suspect the other guy and I will dial in, wait five minutes, and be done.
The tattoo's at that gross stage where it's peeling and there are chunks of black skin everywhere when I'm done showering. If you've never had a tattoo, large areas of inked skin behave quite a bit like a sunburn. It doesn't hurt quite as much as one, though.