Sometimes there is a raging snow storm outside. And sometimes I've been sick for a few days and am only getting back to real food today. But sometimes you eat a bowl of soup, it fills you up and you want cupcakes. Sometimes I want cupcakes. Sometimes I want to brave the storm and get myself some preservative laden hostess cupcakes. Sometimes I'm worried about getting eaten by a polar bear.
This amount of snow reminds me of this day a few years ago.