Wake up, put the dog out–brrrrr. Another morning with the mercury on the wrong side of zero. Take the girls to school at 7–or, worse–to the gym at 5:50–that cushy leather upholstery in the truck sucks every ounce of heat from my butt. (two words: heated seats). I don’t wish my life away, and I know that soon enough it will be muddy, squishy, rainy spring, but it doesn’t hurt to have a little taste of summer now.