Outside this afternoon, braving the very cool very strong wind. I saw something flash “>canada before my eyes. Then another and another, I wasn’t sure what it was. There was only one way to tell for sure in that wind.
Jumped in my truck and stared at the windshield for what seemed like an interminable amount of time, but was really only a minute or two. There it was, plopping on my windshield, dancing for a moment then disappearing just as quickly.
A SNOW FLAKE.
It is not time for that. I am not ready, I am not willing, and I am certainly not able to deal with snow yet. I am now considering moving to Florida, maybe even further south, I want warmth, I want no snow.
Man, I am so not ready!
Stolen from a Meatloaf song, I’m sure you’re familiar with what I’m going to say…
“You took the words right out of my mouth!”
Snow =
I think we have the same preconceived notion about microwave cooking. We warm stuff, but don’t cook anything in ours. It was interesting that they were good till they cooled, and then tasted like microwave food.
I know the Grocery store you weren’t mentioning. There aren’t any around here (SE PA)at least I don’t think so, but before I landed here, I lived in lots of places in this country.
Thanks for the review.
Have you given any thought to reviewing sweet potato or yam fries?