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As snow storms go, this is a pretty good one. Fat, fluffy flakes. Looks like God took a giant bucket of snow and inverted it over Wisconsin: the stuff has been coming down like no one's business since early Sunday.
It's March, this should be the last good snow we'll get.
Plus I don't have to go out.
What's not to like?
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Snow makes me cranky. For some reason it makes my husband cheery. I think he's been invaded by body snatchers.
As snow storms go, this is a pretty good one. Fat, fluffy flakes. Looks like God took a giant bucket of snow and inverted it over Wisconsin: the stuff has been coming down like no one's business since early Sunday.
It's March, this should be the last good snow we'll get.
Plus I don't have to go out.
What's not to like?