i don't wanna grow up

Back now, dreaming of a snow day tomorrow.  You can't make me go to work, you can't make me!  Still plenty of chocolate, I think even a couple of unopened presents floating around, good books to read - can't I stay home?  Ah, well.  We'll be easing back into things over the next day or so.  But if I had my way, I'd be back on the couch, eating some of the remaining New Year's tourtière and drinking tea.  Forgive me if I'm a bit grouchy.