“Weather’s turned. You’ll have to give up your heels.”
“No way! These things double as ice picks!”
-Doll and C.
We just got a major dumping of snow and I’m frolicking from my desk like a little elf. I don’t care that it’s inconvenient, that it makes getting anywhere a misery, or that it turns the world in to a gorgeous death trap, I love snow. I love snow angels, sledding, snowball fights, and shoving it down peoples’ backs (I’m malicious. It’s not exactly a secret). Come May when blizzards are still blowing I’m sure I’ll be miserable, but in the meantime I’ll be out in the ice.
On the downside, driving in the snow. New experience for me. No mishaps yet, but I’m sure they will follow.
Small Dog Syndrome 
Yeah, probably should let J. do the driving duties as much as possible. On the plus side you have a decent vehicle for snow, assuming you don’t roll it.
I’ve only one thing to say. You’re going down if you shove snow down my back.
I have fallen twice. Right on my back. At the crosswalk. Papers flying. I now have a sore back.
Yesterday I danced around in the snow. In the parking lot. By myself. At night. With my MP3 player on.
Also, in a more complete sentence…Where do you find the images which grace your oh-so-witty blogette?
Ενός κακού. Μύρια έπονται.
Perhaps I should let you read my angry blog… haha