Words are weird.
Maybe it's time to move farther south...? Of course, with the universe imploded, I guess it doesn't matter now.
The whole universe? Really?
Welcome to spring!
The first full day of spring here features fresh snow falling.
That stinks. I hope this is the last snowfall.
A little over 20 years ago, we had a blizzard on St. Patrick's Day in Pennsylvania. Like, freaking four feet of snow in a day and a half. I was supposed to be a reader at a wedding, and the wedding was 5 minutes from my house. I couldn't get there. My boyfriend and I were absolutely unable to dig the car out.And then, in 1997, we had a snowstorm on April 1st. My husband -- same guy as above -- had to dig the car out before he could take me to the hospital. I was in labor.So ... winter ain't over till it's over ...
Our snow didn't lay on the roads and sidewalks so no shoveling. It melted really quick so now we have even muckier mud.
You should probably just come visit me. Until June.
Ever thought about moving to California...
Please validate me.