Sunday, March 7, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Just how nuts winter makes us...
It's supposed to warm up this weekend. I just looked out the window and saw my dear prom date scooping snow from the huge bank that has been sitting here for at least a month. He threw each scoop up into the air so that it would slam down to the driveway in a somewhat even fashion. Goal: thin the snow out to get it to all go away faster. I'm with him. It's a good idea. But still I opened the window, took a few photos, and then:
Me: You look like a crazy person.
Eric: That's fair.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Dear neighbors with your lights still out.
What, pray tell, is that about?
Still wreaths and bulbs and a Christmas mouse.
Is there What Not to Wear but for a house?
It's March, my friends, and I need spring.
I think you might be stalling things.
It's Lent now.
Repent now!
Let the past be passed.
Fifty degrees?
Slight warm breeze.
Scare it away and I'll kick your ass.
What, pray tell, is that about?
Still wreaths and bulbs and a Christmas mouse.
Is there What Not to Wear but for a house?
It's March, my friends, and I need spring.
I think you might be stalling things.
It's Lent now.
Repent now!
Let the past be passed.
Fifty degrees?
Slight warm breeze.
Scare it away and I'll kick your ass.
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