Family togetherness isn’t always a good thing. Especially in January, when the weather is so cold, so depressing and so dreary that you find yourself staring out an ice-encrusted window trying to remember what the sun looked like.

The green grass has been bleached into the color of old broom straws and the trees stick up like Amish whiskers on craggy, frozen hills.

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