Maybe Tuesday night wasn’t the worst night of my life. Maybe last night was.
And it already looks like today will be worse.
We have absolutely no new news. They have ordered a biopsy, but apparently so has everyone else in North America.
And we wait…
And wait…
And wait…
Have I mentioned how much I love my wife?
I love my wife tremendously. She is extraordinary and I can’t believe how lucky I am.
Snowpocalypse 5: The Returnining.
Or is this snowpocalypse 6. Or 7?
(note: use of the word “Returnining” is a Greg the Bunny reference, not a typo.)
Just when you thought you were done with the snow, you wake up on Presidents Day, look out the window, and see falling snow.
I’m not sure how, but I know this is George W Bush’s fault.
Just a friendly reminder from that bitch Mother Nature that Spring is still a month away.