That song, "Baby, It's Cold Outside" has been stuck in my head all day long. I absolutely love it.
I was going to say more but stress is hitting me over the head like a:
Bag of marshmallows
pound of feathers
a handful of whipped cream
roll of toilet paper
Miami Middletowns Spring Scheudule Book
basket of (clean) laundry
gust of air
As you can see, we havent reached the extreme stages of stress-ness just yet.