Not even a month ago I razzed on my city for its response to winter weather. It would appear that Frosty the Snowman had the last laugh. The picture doesn’t do it justice but a solid sheet of ice covers our street.
The preemptive announcement of Adam’s fifth snow day came before 8pm tonight. Lucky dude. I can’t remember more than two consecutive snow days, maybe three total, from my entire school career. And that’s a generous estimate. My best recollection of a ‘holiday’ due to inclement weather involves studying for hours on end to bolster my academic performance junior year of Hutchison. But I digress.
With every passing day my to-do list grows and grows and grows faster than I can conquer it. Half a dozen posts linger in my queue in various stages of completion– everything from 50 Shades to Mommy shaming to the minutiae of my brain. I make no guarantees but hopefully I’ll bridge the gap of what needs to be done in the blogosphere.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,