In which the Weather Service was right for once.

Hey, it snowed last night:

Snow on my Jeep

Since I don’t know where my scraper is, I took a broom outside and swept my car off this morning.

Oh, the weather outside is frightful
but the fire is so delightful
and since we’ve no place to go
let it snow! let it snow! let it snow!

I need a latte. And my feet are cold, even though I’m wearing tights under my pants with thick socks and boots. I like summer so much better than winter.

In other news, BoSean came out for dinner last night. I made pork chops, scalloped potatoes, and spinach salad. BoSean brought an organic apple pie; I ate a slice of it this morning before leaving for work. The label claimed the crust had – I shit you not – organic fruit shortening in it. WTF?

BoSean also DID THE DISHES. I love him.