Winter Wonderland
Good morning, Peeps! I went to bed uneventfully last night to wake up around 7a.m. to a winter fucking wonderland. It's SNOWING, I mean snowing without it disappearing the second it touches the ground! But then, I remind myself it IS January. Having a mild winter has spoiled me. If that's such a thing. I find myself instantly familiar with the scraping sound of a shovel moving the snow. As I type this, I now discern the shovel was plastic. Because metal shovels make a different sound! Wow, I just realized that! Which proves, beyond an unreasonable doubt that I'm extremely over-perceptive. Last night I dreamt my oldest daughter and I were at a restaurant, and I ran into a former co-worker that was an assistant manager. As I'm classy, I don't want to be phony and create a 'fake name' so he shall remain nameless. He said my name, to which I'd always turn around because I'm thinking "Who the hell knows my name?" To look upon an older, heavier...