Dan is sleeping.
Sherman is sleeping.
And I am cuddled up by my space heater, trying to warm my toes. I'm not sure if it's because I played in the snow for 4 hours yesterday with Sherm (who knew dogs could build snowmen?) or if it's because Dan turns off the heat at night so currently it is 49 degrees in our home. But either way, my toes are a lovely shade of lavender. So I really just wanted to drop by and post these three Instagram pics because sometimes those teeny tiny square pictures that I literally have to squint to see on my phone are just not enough. And it may or may not be 5am on a Saturday morning. If this post doesn't scream "I'm getting old" ... I don't know what does.