I have enough snow - haven't worked all week because of it, because if it's not snowing where I live, it's snowing where I'm supposed to work & they close the schools. So far I've read 8 books this week (Shutter Island was very creepy), and the National Guard has pulled my oldest out of college to go remove snow from the Eastern panhandle. (WV). He called last night to report that they thought it had stopped snowing, but the 50 mph winds made the assessment unsure.......... So, in the interests of the Olympics, might I suggest that at 11 pm everyone on the eastern seaboard take a deep breathe, face west, and blow?
As with mud, life, too, slides by.