My stomach is grumbling...

It's 2 o'clock and I haven't had lunch yet (just had "breakfast" -- a.k.a. a banana and the remainder of my coffee -- an hour ago). It's been crazy. Once I start reporting on stories, I can get so caught up in the work that I forget what time it is (lunchtime) until my friends--or my stomach--remind me. I actually prefer those days. It beats the alternative: sitting around on my butt, waiting for call backs (or for the motivation to start making calls).
Anyway, I figured I'd sneak in a quick post before I head out to grab lunch with my husband (pick up lunch, at least--we never have time to sit down and eat it together).
It's snowing outside, but just barely. The flakes aren't sticking to the ground. Tomorrow, the temperature is supposed to reach 55-60 degrees. I'm not complaining, but those kind of temps seem a little freaky for early January in the Northeast. Makes me worry that this is just evidence of global warming (and man's tinkering with Mother Nature) and that we'll have to pay for it eventually. It's hardly even snowed this season. Maybe 3 inches, tops, since winter started (and none this month). Last year, at this time, I think we'd had triple that. The average snowfall for January in NYC is 7 inches. I just hope we don't get that all at once.