Last night, a few minutes after 11:00pm, I shut my laptop, stood up from the kitchen table, and announced that I was going to bed. In response, Murphy blew a transformer and the neighborhood went black.
Bob stood up from our little computer huddle and realized that in the hour since we’d gone workaholic, there was a solid inch of snow outside and it was still falling.
There was no bed after that. I ran straight out into the street and wrote my name in four-foot tall letters down the road. Bob got me some real gloves — proper ones with fingers. And fur. And then I made snowmen. I can’t actually remember the last time I made a real snowman. With real snow. So I made two. ‘Cause I can’t have a Dickie without a Tomo. And they can’t not have the ingredients for squirrel fixins.
Pics are in the latest Picasa album: click the snow-covered Princess to see them!
Hi Althea 🙂
I love the look of your website. Your Header is amazing.
Thank you for sharing those great pictures. I love that you enjoyed the snow last night. Your post reminded of the Twilight Zone movie where the elderly people were playing kick the can and became young again.
Happy Holidays,
RKCharron
Thank you! I’m so glad you…wait…are you calling me OLD?!?
LOL