Frightful and yet, Delightful

Oh the weather outside is frightful,

But the fire is so delightful,

And since we've no place to go,

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

It is snowing here. It is snowing a lot. Not that it makes much difference, seeing how there was already snow on the ground, in trees, on the cars, and sidewalks to begin with.

It is cold and blustery.

It is the most perfect day to make pumpkin bread.

Normally once thanksgiving has passed, so has my desire to eat pumpkin. It gets packed away in my food storage until next year. This year I've decided to do 2 thanksgivings

(well maybe not the whole thing but at least some of it).

I thought, "Why shouldn't I have thanksgiving, while all our American counterparts are being all festive and merry?".

I think to myself, "There is NOTHING good on the telly (but football, of course). There is absolutely no reason why I can't have turkey and stuffing and potatoes and pumpkin AGAIN."

So in my house I am having one more week of Thanksgiving and eating delectable pumpkin bread.

Because there really isn't much else to do.

It is snowing. IT is snowing a lot.

AND

it's cold and blustery.

AND

THAT

is the most perfect reason of all.