There are mounds of dirty snow everywhere you go. Outside my kitchen window there is a small pyramid of snow thanks to the snow plow with street side totally black. But, no fear. Tomorrow, another storm.
I’m not kidding. 6 more inches of fresh white snow. Oi.
My favorite story of the last 24 hours is not weather related but involves a balloon delivery to my grand nephew in Washington, DC. He turned 4 yesterday and I ordered him some balloons and a teddy bear. My niece called and said that a man had come to the door with a bag with two teddy bears in it and when she asked where the balloons were, he said, “In the bag.”
She looked in the bag and sure enough the uninflated balloons were at the bottom of the bag.
She looked at him and said, “But, they’re not blown up.”
“Oh,” he said, “You want them blown up?”
©Pat Coakley 2009
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