American Idol catching up and The Golden Globes have taken up a good bit of my down time this weekend. Therefore, in lieu of a real post, I am reduced to posting a picture of the alleged snowfall which occurred in our fair town this time last week. By my calculations, 6 measurable flakes fell. Along with assorted sleet and freezing rain. Which are really the same thing.
Actual snow flakes in their hair. Not photoshopped.
Despite suffering from a winter cold epidemic, the children were beside themselves with glee. At one point I looked out the door to see them hunkered down in search of those elusive 6 snow flakes. Before I drug them indoors to arm them with something warmer than short sleeved t-shirts and Crocs.
A hapless frog that met with an untimely death due to freezing. RIP SUCKER!
Alas, the cold spell has broken and we warmed up into the 70’s today. Not bragging. I really loved the cold weather.
Because this is where I grew up.
Now, THOSE are some snow flakes.
Of course as my dad reminds me, I never had to shovel it. Or drive in it. God bless those of you who do!!!