One day when my children ask me where I was when our 44th president was sworn in, I can tell them that thanks to the snow day gods I was at home, instead of in an basement office with no windows. I was parked in front of the TV, eating a tuna & spinach salad, still wearing my pajamas while working from home. Thank you, Snow Day, for allowing me to partake in history. (Not that it wasn't being DVR-ed anyways...BUT STILL.)
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