My Fireside Chat.

Marley is on her way to a puppet show, Rudy is upstairs napping, it's raining outside, and the sky is gray and gloomy.

And I just got a fire going. I am headed for the couch, where I will remain until I am needed. Look at this. This is the kind of scene I daydream about when I'm in a chilly downpour on the sidelines of a field hockey field. Or when I'm reluctantly climbing out of bed in the morning.