I'm inside my house

obviously, because why would I be outside my house when it's (only) -35°? I can think of zero reasons why.

So I'm inside my house with a slew of my darling Husband's insanely charming family. There are oodles of toddlers (who are slowly coming to terms with the whole sharing concept), tons of tweens (who spray themselves with too much Bod and refuse to pry their faces away from the xbox), and a handful of sisters and brothers to help me keep said kids in line.

I'm not exactly sure how many extra people inhabit my house presently; I lost count at 37.

But there's lots and lots of alcohol.