You got up as I was going to bed. I shiver at the idea of going out into the cold to deal with the snow. I get up at 8 am every morning to feed my ducks and let them out to free range. It's no fun going out in the cold so early to work. Air so cold it burns as you breath it in. I hate putting on pants so I run out in my nightgown with a coat over it and dump the food, open the door, then run back in and go back to bed. Maybe I need to scream like those curlers. Give the neighbors going to work early in the morning a good show of legs while I scream.