agoodwinsmith | Snow Day.

I know the rest of Canada makes fun of Vancouver and its "eeek" attitude towards snow, but that just means that they haven't driven in from Langley or White Rock on black ice with 2 million other people. No. Places like where I work will often call a Snow Day so that they will still have a work force the next day, when things will no doubt have melted. Vancouver itself is usually not too bad.

I made it to work only about 3 minutes late, and the roads were okay. Messy with thick slush, but okay. The website had conflicting yes-we're-closed-yes-we're-open postings on it when I checked at 7:30 am, but the place itself was locked up with signs on the doors when I got there. I would have turned around and gone home, but a coworker showed up and she got security to let us in. So I stayed until 1:00 pm, packing up my stuff, and purging out a lot of papers into recycling, and then I came home.

I was able to pull frozen croissants (pre-made not by me), and thaw them and let them raise and bake them - and we just had some now.

Imagine two blissful greasy smiles, and that would be SOGP and me.