January has to end, right?

The announcement of yet another 2-hour delay for tomorrow morning came this afternoon, this time for frigid temperatures.  The upside is that I'll be leaving the house around 10 tomorrow anyway to go to a LaLeche meeting.  My hope is that it will not turn into a cancellation, although a few of those seem possible this week with continuing snowfall.  Here's hoping that February will be a little smoother.  Once my birthday comes in early March, I can usually feel the Seasonal Affective clouds lifting.  This year my birthday will be on Ash Wednesday, and I'm already thinking long and hard about what I'm going to sacrifice for 40 days.