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Spiky seed balls?  Are you sure that's a maple?  I'm thinking sycamore.  Maples have seeds with two wings that spin as they fall.  Sycamore leaves are kind of maple-leaf shaped, but they have the spiky seed balls.

I can drink the General Foods Ersatz Coffees, but I don't consider it to be coffee.  It is more akin to hot cocoa.

I love when I get to make the coffee at work.  I fill the carafe with water (12 cups, but I think they count a cup as 6 oz.  What's up with that?)  I put one 10-oz cupful of ground coffee in the filter in the basket, tamp it down a bit, then add 30-45 cc's more.  The coffee comes out nice and thick and black.  Mmm!  A cup or two of that and I'm bouncing around the place.

a lot of wind and a little rain

Kind of like Congress.

Pod coffee makes me uneasy.  It's like Invasion of the Coffee Snatchers.

Hazelnut smells like someone filtered the coffee through dirty socks.

Too sunny.  Need more clouds.

I want to get a snow plow attached to the footrests of my husband's wheelchair so that he can shovel the walk and driveway for me.

I also want to get a mower to attach to the back of his wheelchair so that he can mow the lawn for me.

Right now, he just looks through the window to watch me doing those things. :?

For the entire month of January, New Jersey got no snow accumulation.  I can't remember the last time that happened.  And I had bought myself a brand new ice scraper for the car and fresh salt and sand for the walk.  I'm not complaining, though.  I'm happy not to have a chance to use them.

I predict a heavy snowfall at the end of March or beginning of April, though.

I have a vampire pal who can help you with that little problem.

The cold front in my head has settled into a holding pattern in my chest.  Forecast is for hoarseness, coughing and wheezing for the next few days.

Cold x 3.

Cold outdoors.  Cold indoors.  Cold front in my head and throat encroaching on my chest.

Mmm . . .chicken fingers and catchup . . .

The weather man, in a sad bid to get regular people to give a hoot about his pathetic existence, predicted heavy winter storms with snow drifts and yadda yadda ya, "in time to mess up the morning commute".

It kind of rained, then drizzled, then stopped by 4 am.

The night crew at work were all nervous about whether the weather would allow their relief to come.  On the 5th floor, they were saying novenas.  Throughout the facility, they were saying to each other "No snow yet, kaynehora, spit-spit-spit".  (I'm so proud of what I have wrought!)

True to form, I remained in denial throughout.  I refuse to believe that snow exists, up til the moment that I have to actually dig my car out of it.  Snow?  It makes no sense!  Water is clear and wet.  Ice is hard.  What is this fluffy white thing?  Some fictitious fantasy that the pathetic weather man is intent on convincing us exists.

When the day shift people started calling out, in anticipation of impassable roads, I told them that I wasn't accepting call outs, because it there wasn't going to be any snow accumulation.  When they reported for work this morning, they wanted to know how I knew.

It was a freakishly warm 69 degrees yesterday.  And today they're talking about it warming up to the 60's.  At work last night, I couldn't say.  I plead for a personal day off, and slept for about 12 hours straight.