Ballast

The wind howls.  The sun intermittently shines through the blowing snow.  The temperature plummets.  In light of these circumstances, I have decided to avoid blowing away by increasing my center of gravity!  That's the reason for the half bag of Dakota style salt and vinegar potato chips.  That's the reason for the two freshly baked scones.  That's the reason for the humongous hamburger and fries, not to mention the tasting of the Pringles that we're calling my name.  Or, it's my birthday and I'm enjoying every greasy salty sweet thing I can!  May your ballast be good and you know you are loved!