Reason Number 29384 Why I Hate Snow

Sooooooooo I've been stuck inside mi casa for four days now. We got ice first, then some light snow, then the temperatures wouldn't warnm up above freezing, and then...last night...we got probably over half a foot of snow. This might not be a lot for some people, but um, I'm from Houston...HOUSTON...LAND OF THE BALMY WEATHER...so this cold mess is extremely unpleasant for me. The first day was kind of fun, not going to work. The second day was ok...and yesterday I started to get a little antsy.

Today I decided a nap would be in order. I went to lay down and was trying to fall asleep (but not really tired) my mom called. They're iced in down in Houston too, so everyone's just kind of chillin' (pun intended). After mom and I hung up I started thinking about the last time I was in a lot of snow. Last February. With a certain someone. Aaaaaaaand then I started crying. *awesome* Aaaaaaaaaand then I may have sent said someone a text asking for those pictures (not pictures of us, just pictures of things we saw) because I don't have them. I asked not for a response to the text, just an email with the pictures if that was possible. We will see.

I don't want to say that I should be shot, but geez. Perhaps not the best call on my part...but I really would like those pictures...he is an excellent photographer and there's one picture in particular that kind of is an image of the way I feel right now. Ah well.

And just because I know you want to see it, here's the snow at.my.door.step. (And my rockin' sock-monkey flannel pjs complete with hot pink house shoes. Don't be jealous!)