I am in Alabama. Three days ago the weather man started talking about the S word.
No REALLY. The S word. Here. In Alabama.
See??? Lead story!
Do you know what happens when the weather man does that?
Yep, shelves are already empty. 🙂 Hey we were all Girl Scouts.
So while we dream of this.
In reality it may be more like this.
With a lot of this thrown in.
Just the same, I am standing at the back door nose to pane dressed in long johns with carrot and scarf at hand. Hoping.
I feel like my sweet Grandmother who got more excited about a snowflake than any kid I have ever known.
And if my snowman mirrors my week it will look a lot like this.