Oh jump for joy it's going to snow again this weekend, and I do mean snow. They're talking about 20 to 26 inches. As we say in the south, "isn't that nice." Tommy has a huge work project this weekend, so guess who's going to be snowblowing and shoveling, yours truely. Tomorrow instead of going to Michaels and spending quality time with the fibers, beads and crystals, I'm going to the feed store and buy my deer feed. Then I'm shlepping the 50 pound bags around the house. Oh yes and Monday I'm shooting a ribbon cutting ceremony in the morning, so no matter what I'll be heading downtown. My heavens won't it be fun to ride the snail rail carrying a camera bag, tripod, purse and bag with my shoes.
Horse, do I own a horse? I can't get to the barn and when all this disgustingness melts, it's going to be mud city around here. The mud gets to be as slick as glare ice. I know, I've slipped on it more than once.
Oh well, if you can't do anything about it, complain and whine alot. :)