Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Winter has the proof that summer does not. Having 27 feet of snow on the ground something little happens. There is proof of where you've been, and who's been here before you.
I love that.
You just don't get that kind of proof with green grass.
Sorry summer, I still love you baby.
and I said "wtf? You've been to Alaska?"
and he responded that yes, he had, for a month on manuevers.
I had no idea. lol.
So let's just say, I have little desire to go to AK. Sorry hun, I love you too, you're an awesome state, very important and helping us round out to the 50 mark. But I don't wanna visit, even tho Uncle Kermit is up there half the year.
It's a snowmobile. Yes, a snowmobile is disturbing my beautiful white field of snow. Grrr... all the way from here to town, through peoples yards, along the highway. Something about it just annoys me when I drive along and see an ugly path. (I almost caught a pic of them today).
I suppose I shouldn't complain too much. We had snowmobiles when I was a kid, and for the record, I wasn't all that into them.
Oh look, it's cold.. let's go out and do 55... in the snow. With no facial protection.
Sarcastic remarks courtesy of Mz-Cellaneous at 4:43 PM