Okay! It's started snowing like mad here and I've already organized the Boy Squad (a term they hate) into finishing the laundry, running the dishwasher, getting a huge load of groceries, gassing up the vehicles, putting down de-icer on the driveway, hill and walkways, plus the steps to the beach, and now they're all milling around close by because I'm baking chocolate-chip cookies.
Bring on the snow. I'm ready.
(I'm also feeling a lot better. That helps.)
Bring on the snow. I'm ready.
(I'm also feeling a lot better. That helps.)