Stay Puft Marshmellow Man
I hope you are all happy. It snowed. I was content with rain and mud, but a lot of people complained. “It doesn’t feel like Christmas when you can see the grass.” Santa Claus visits people in California & Florida. Well, maybe not the cast of The Real Housewives of Miami. Those women are wicked. Plus, Santa would probably mistake them for mannequins. If you start to look like a lion it may be time to lay off the plastic surgery.
Well, Mother Nature couldn’t take anymore whining and dumped 6-8 inches on our region. I’m sure there is a scientific reason why the cold doesn’t bother children. They could be on the verge of losing a limb to frost bite and say, “I’m not cold.” Meanwhile, I walk around wearing a sweater when it’s 70. Luckily, this is one task I can pass off to their Dad. (And he can’t f*** it up) He took the kids outside to play while I watched from inside my warm house. I forgot to buy my daughter snow pants. So, she is layered like the Stay Puft Marshmellow Man. Poor kid could barely walk which made me laugh even more. I know, I’m a horrible person.