Last year for my birthday my friend, Shannin, took me to see Les Miserables here in Everett. It was amazing, of course. (Although we missed our gorgeously talented friend, Michelle, in the role of Fantine.) But even more spectacular than the musical, was when we exited the theatre that night and it was pouring snow, big fat beautiful flakes; there were even a few white inches carpeting the ground.  When we got back to my house in Everett, Greg and Jason had put the kids to bed and were up drinking Manhattans by the fire while they watched Louis C.K. clips. It was nearly midnight, but we sat up till well…