Around this time of year it starts to feel like summer isn't a thing that ever happens. The distant memories of running in the grass barefoot, visiting the Farmers' Market, and not crying because of the snow start to seem like a dream. In Ukrainian the word for February is "Lyutiy" which means "fierce." I've had enough of fierce lately. Somebody get me a bucket of ice cream. And Paul Simon. If it's not too much trouble.

And now, your pictures and distractions.

My sister Krishelle and my niece Kamree. Happy birthday to Krishelle this week. She's the best sister you could ask for. And I once saw her kill a black widow with her fist.

With my niece Kate (AKA "The Monster").

No, I'm not proud that this is what the floor in my office looks like right now. Why do you ask?

Because I didn't take enough pictures this week.

*****Stranger Picture of the Week

Graciously sent in by Sarah, who oddly thinks there's some resemblance here. 

Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing:

For when you're a woman. And you don't have time to sit down and pee. WHAT THE CRAP. Thanks, Francie.

Someone please make note of this for my funeral. I'll be in a Snuggie, of course. Thanks, Angela.

Downton Abbey Valentines. Thanks, Kristi.

In case you didn't see this one the other day in the comments: the most awkward dentist office photo EVER. Thanks, Julene.

Hysterical photos from Sochi. Be sure to read the comments. Thanks, Mark.

Interesting infographic comparing the Sochi Games with the 2002 Games in my beloved Salt Lake City. Thanks, Jason.

But to be fair, at least they are keeping us safe by installing surveillance cameras in the bathrooms. Thanks, Brad.

~It Just Gets Stranger