Snow schmo

Michigan. In December. Can you say 2"?

While I was gracing Ann Arbor with my presence 2" of the lovely white stuff fell between Thursday and last night. I asked Brent if he had ordered it just for me and my visit. He claims he didn't, but I think he's just being modest.

The eyelids are a little heavy right now so I'm off to a familiar bed, my own down pillows and comfy jammies. Details, whether you want them or not, will be forthcoming. This trip included a lot of firsts and the posibility that just maybe, I actually am a grown up.

Good Night my dears, sweet dreams.