This is my own little soapbox. Disclaimer: It is not written by someone you think you know, but by her evil twin. Absolutely nothing said here is true. Everything, including the last statement, is a complete work of fiction. This blog is completely boring, and includes entries on when I last washed my dishes, how many pairs of socks I've crocheted, and the occasional rant. These are not the droids you're looking for. Move along.
Monday, January 21, 2008
You Know It's Cold When...
... the compacted snow under your feet makes scrinchy sounds like styrofoam.
I moved like molasses this morning, and was late getting out of the house.
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