Here we go again. On Valentine's Day we got hit pretty hard. The snow's supposed to be coming again tomorrow. Though the weatherman seems determined it won't be as bad as the Valentine's Day storm. Let it snow. The cupboards are stocked and so is the refrigerator. Should the power go out, I'll be okay. I can cook on the grill in the garage and stay warm by throwing wood on the fire. I can read by candlelight and fantasize about being on a sunny beach instead of in Pennsylvania during a winter snow storm.
Even if the weatherman is wrong and we get hammered again, you won't hear me complain too much. After all, once the last storm passed I spent a big part of the afternoon sled riding with my three year old grandson. Haven't had that much fun in ages. The real kicker is I had no trouble getting out of bed the next day when I figured every muscle in my body would retaliate from being overworked. Guess I'm in better shape than I thought.
Update: I'm on myspace and recently revised my page. If anyone wants to run over and have a look click here.
Until Next Time...Debra