This was one of the first things I saw this morning. It was accompanied by a not guilty plea, which I managed to mold into a remorseful confession with my awesome legal skillz (thanks for the tips, Manitowoc County criminal investigators). The day got better when The Swede came home and we all headed outside to take a walk in the woods and do a little ice-fishing. Then my fingertips got frostnipped for sure (thanks for putting that idea into my head Everest: Beyond the Limit). Then I went out to get some groceries and drove over a berm and punctured a tire beyond repair. Then the repair shop reminded me that there's a bank holiday on Wednesday so I won't be getting a new tire until Friday at the earliest. Then I sliced off the tip of my finger while peeling carrots. Good thing it was still numb from the frostnip. The day is not over. Wish me luck.