Holy smokes people. I'm exhausted.
And bushed.
And pooped.
And did I mention being really really tired?
Yeah.
See, as much as I love the snow (and I do really love the snow), it makes my work so much harder. I mean, really, how can you be stealthy and spy like when everyone can see your footprints?
So I'm zonked.
And brain no worky for maky posts.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
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They had "snow machines" in town today.
That's nice, I thought, must be some freezer units that freezes little drops of water into ice and blows them out or something.
Then I got closer and realised they were just foam-making machines that dribbled froth around in such a way that if you looked through half-closed eyes from quite a long way away, might fool you into thinking it looked like snow. For a second or two.
Sigh.
Um.... it's the thought that counts? ;)
Get some rest, stay in your pj's all day, put your feet up, watch tv, read a book.......just relax!
That sounds like the perfect plan Jenn :)
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