Because tonight as I watch the snow come down, I am thinking, "SNOWDAY...SNOWDAY!" Yes, I know we have to make them up, but that's not tomorrow. Ah, tomorrow...when I could hang around in my pajamas instead of decide which pants don't really need ironing/make me look frumpy. Tomorrow...when I could hang out with my own monkeys (cookies anyone? we are totally going to bake) instead of my 23 young friends with eager minds (where wearing pajamas is frowned upon). Tomorrow...where the coffee doesn't cost $4.25 for a cup (I'm pretty much addicted to Starbucks) because it's in my kitchen. So yes, I will gladly pay you my Spring Break for a day off tomorrow.
P.S. You get a gold star, if you knew that was a Popeye reference.