I just had to walk home (about 1/4mi) in some pretty heavy snowage.
No problem because I LOVE snow!! Love it! Like..it’s *literally* my most favorite thing in the world!
So, it’s coming down hard, and it’s sticking all over me. I was gonna post a picture and some funny caption about me “finally, actually being white”
That is until just as I was walking into my driveway…I fell.
So as I sit here typing this with scraped up hands, and bruised knees…all I have to say is:
"Bad snow!! Get back to work! Now I demand you to double..nay TRIPLE production!!"
Then I can start thinking about forgiveness.
I saw this and had to reblog it. My grandma used to read this book to me when I was little. I was hoping one day she’d read it to my kids..
The fact that she’s gone, still doesn’t even compute for me yet.