I enjoy wintertime a little less each year. As a child, the first snowfall of the year promised fun and excitement for the weeks and months to come. As an adult, the first flakes falling from the sky find me estimating my utility bill. Plus, my recent 60 lbs. weight loss finds me feeling really cold for the first time in ages. With the holidays over and resolutions already broken, I was settling down into my annual midwinter funk. I even had a plan: I'd hibernate with a television and come back out of my cave in April.