Baby, It's Cold Outside

Here on the East Coast, it's threatening to snow today. A lot. Which sucks, but it's the price you pay for living on the side of the country that's less prone to earthquakes and large fires.

However. I would be much obliged if someone would come over here and snuggle with me on the couch while it's happening.

It's not an unusual phenomenon to get busy while you're snowed in. Many hospitals see an increase in the number of babies born about nine months after a major storm. And who can blame people for getting it on when you can't leave the house? You can play Rock Band for only so long. There are only so many reality TV marathons you can watch. Sometimes the heat goes out, and you've got to stay warm somehow. What better way than by sexing the one you love (or love to sex)?

Sadly, I'm living single right now, so I'm looking at a night in front of the Christmas tree wrapped up in my Snuggie, not wrapped up in a man. Like many people flock to the Home Depot to load up on supplies, I envision I'll be making booty calls when the first flakes fall to make sure I have someone to get me through the storm.