While everyone else is running out to buy bread and milk, I'm in line at the liquor store stocking up on the bubbly. That's just how I roll.
Last Thursday we had a little snow scare. Everyone left work early, and I spent the evening drinking and watching the tube, while praying it snowed enough for work to be cancelled the next day. It didn't. My ass was back at it at 9am on Friday. Them's the breaks, I guess.
Aside from Roederer Estate and lots of TV, I enjoyed conversations with my husband that consisted of "what if there's a zombie apocalypse or a civil war," "I'm going to need some pizza rolls," and "I think the government is trying to cover it up." Yeah, it was that kind of night. Don't you wish you were me?
Anyway, who knows if it will ever snow again. Global warming is real, y'all. So, I'm sharing my pics. This is history in the making!
|Parking lot at work. I made it until 4:30, most people were gone.|
|Perhaps pointy-toe heels weren't the best shoes to wear|
|My house got more ice than snow. That patio was a death trap.|
|I got covered in snow walking to my car.|