Tuesday, January 22, 2002

Come tromping down the stairs, pass the front door and then did what must have looked like the classic double-take: step back, throw back sheer curtains, and gape at the snow lingering on the grassy parts of the lawn. Naturally I had to brush off two vehicles (since the car was at the top of the driveway, I had to move the truck) and it was heavy, wet, perfect-for-snowball snow. I scooped up a snowball and stuck it in the freezer for An to see, since she's from Texas. I won't throw it at her though, since it's way too hard now.

Still busy. Busy. Busy.

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