This Year
I was born in the Year of the Rat; today I vow that 2008 will be the year of the unpacking of the packrat I have been for all these years. Going to travel light - sort of Thelma and Louise style. I'm not sure about the off the cliff thing at the end yet.Once my grandmother got rid of excess baggage by throwing everything out the upstairs window to the west; my grandpa came around with a small wagon and toted most of it out to the work shed. Well, at least then it was his problem.
SNOW!
12:24 and time for a weather update, because, well, the sky is no longer that gloomy grey white; it is white and snow is falling and piling up on the shrubs by the windows - already it looks like the Sunday a week and a half ago. Let's see what would be a good song for the season? Hmmmm?
Pushing on the snow shovel,
Scooping up the snow,
Snowbound in our hovel.
With no place to go. HO! So why are we shoveling?
But wait, the snow has stopped and the temperature is supposed to go up to 34˚.
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