Since we have no assignment for today, I decided to vent a little about the SNOW we woke up to today.
I told Jim we were coming home too early. I really love April in Las Vegas. I was ready to stay one or two more weeks, but no, we had to get home to mow the grass. So, here we are.
We arrived home to spring in all its beauty and glory. The tulips were blooming, the forsythia, golden, the flowering shrubs and trees resplendent. I wasn't convinced. I kept saying it is too early, it is too early. "Naysayer" was the response I heard from friends and neighbors. "Spring is here."
But I wasn't fooled. Nosiree! I have kept the flannel sheets on the bed and am still wearing my socks to bed each night. And when I woke up at 7:30 this morning to find my early bird hubby still in bed, I was vindicated.
"Why are you still in bed, I asked?"
"GRRR! Grumble! *#@+!"
"What? I can't understand you" say I.
"It's snowing!" mumbles the lawnboy.
And sure enough, it was snowing. Big fluffy flakes. True, they weren't collecting on the beautifully mown green grass. But the air was surely full of the white stuff. And all I really wanted to do was crawl back in bed, not put on my capris and sandals and venture out to get a pedicure. Alas, I couldn't cancel at that late date.
My toes look really nice, I think.....inside my snowboots.
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Heh, heh, heh! Well, here's the deal .... pedicures make us feel better, even if they are covered up!
ReplyDeleteOh, thank goodness we never get snow in April in the Ozarks. However, it has cooled off the last couple of days from the 80s to the 60s. But just for a few days. And I agree about pedicures. Hehe.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Renie