Last night just as I was heading out the door to go to a friend's house, Jon remarked that he received a text message from Belen's basketball team captain saying they would have their donut breakfast if there wasn't a 2 hour delay. A two-hour delay? I had no idea.
As I walked down the steps outside, I felt a snowflake on my face. I looked up and determined, yep - those were snow clouds. As I was making my way home there was a dusting of snow on the ground.
I paid no attention to the news yesterday since the kids were out of school and the tv was dominated by Nickelodeon. I don't watch much daytime tv anyway except for Nate.
So as I awoke to another Winter wonderland this morning, I had to question Punxsutawney Phil's eyesight. He is 125 years old after all.
I went to his website to see how accurate he has been over the years and they say he's been 100% right.
Sounds like groundhog propaganda to me.
Oh well, at least it looks pretty again for a moment. And it feels like a good day to relax with some chamomile tea and dream of warmer climates.
Anybody up for Hawaii or a cruise to the Bahamas?