After trudging home through the beginnings of Snowprahwinfrey ("You get a blizzard! And you get a blizzard!") tonight, I ran into my roommates and two of our neighbors, a can of Reddi-Whip in hand, ready (reddi?) for a hot cocoa party.
In as much time as it took all five of us to remove our scarves, hats, gloves, and snowboots, Megan had whipped up a pot of hot cocoa. Five friends + a blizzard + hot cocoa + whipped cream = a party.
I love having friends for neighbors.