
Furter and I woke up this morning to inches and inches of
glorious soft snow. The first thing I did was throw a sweater on Furter and head outside to get record of this wonderful event. See, for 26 years of my life, there were only 1 or 2 times a winter it snowed and we're talking an inch if that. Ofcourse there was the "blizzard" of '92 which consisted of 3 inches. The city of Atlanta was paralyzed for days. Living out here for 2 years, I still get all excited when it snows. I always love when it happens on a weekend so I have an excuse to stay inside, under a blanket, drinking hot chocolate and watching movies. Furter, on the other hand, HATES SNOW. If I were only 6 inches I'd hate it too I suppose. Madea may have to wait until another day.
I do love Furtur's stylish jacket!
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