Dang, my footprints are huge

My feet are bigger than I ever realized.

God, I love snow days. Put the fireplace on, read a book, watch crappy TV news [“Jane, I’m live at the salt dome …”], eat pierogies and try to hit things with snowballs when we go outside.

I’m debating whether or not to post the entry about childbirth I wrote a little while back; just finished up some edits on it. I know that reading Heather and Mrs. Kennedy’s accounts were helpful a few months ago, but I fear mine will be just plain boring.

We’re waiting for the li’l critter to wake up so we can feed him and give him a bath, and Supernanny is on in an hour.

The snow is piling up, and I’m feeling optimistic. Whaddya say, county school administrators? Wanna go for six straight days off?

February 28, 2005 | Filed Under blather