I really, really want to watch White Christmas, right now. Bing Crosby and Dick Van Dyke (EDIT: Actually Danny Kaye. *headdesk*) dancing and singing are among the only things that make snow in any way enjoyable.
Tragically, this is one of the movies I do not have on DVD.
I do, however, have banana bread.
The people next door have been drilling on the other side of the bathroom wall all morning. >.