Tuesday, January 27, 2009
My pity party poem:
This Winter's too old
We feel like mold
If Spring'd unfold
We'd feel like gold
Okay, give me a shout out if you are tired of the cold wind, gray slush, and all the various forms of illnesses that come with it.
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5 comments:
Weeeell, I live in Houston now, but I feel really bad for you... HUGS! Warm hugs!!!
Abi, we've had warm days - come live by us!! (but we have cold days too - snow today)
I second the motion (Mandy's comment). I was actually hoping for more snow today, but only because I've always felt if it's sooooo cold outside it might as well be snowing, so we can go sledding!
Aren't you moving North? I bet it will perfect for the summer though.
I love your poem! Sending some sunshine your way!
Yay for wanting sunshine! I completly agree! I miss you so much...I need your contact information.... call me soon
Jess
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