Where there's smoke there's fire

The weather has finally become so freezing I breathe frost smoke when I walk. About bloody time.

And when there's frost smoke it's nearly minus degrees, which means nearly snow. And when it starts snowing it will make my day even more fantastic than it already is. If it starts snowing I recommend that you hang out with me, I might turn out to be very nice and give you gifts (ethical ones) or bake cookies. You never know.

"Det snør det snør, tittelibom, nå snør det mye mer enn før, tittelibom og huttemegtu."

I still got to decorate my gingerbread house.