Tuesday, December 23

Snow, Snow, go away, come again another day!

It's not that I don't like the snow really, it's just that I'm not ten years old anymore and now, instead of building snow forts and attacking neighbors with my super-secret snowball formula, I'm shoveling and scraping and starting my car in minus fifteen degree weather while my skin blisters in the bitter wind.

Summer, my dear, please come back to me,,, at least let me dream of you whilst I slumber tonight,,,



Sara said...

Ahh I can't agree with you more! Plus Im glad that after the redsand attacked me it came out of my jeans!

Chris said...

Amen to that!! I want summer to come back too!!!!