I woke up this morning around 7:00 a.m. and, taking a break from my deliciously untoasted strawberry frosted Poptarts, looked out my window. Gray sky, faded grass. Looked like a cold morning, nothing more. Hopped in the shower, hopped out to find a voice mail message. Was from
semisuite, calling to alert me that snow was on its way and to be careful ("Drive
(
Read more... )