At the stroke of midnight, I waxed philosophical. Maybe the bubbles from my sparkling limeaide went to my head or maybe it was the shock and awe of embarking upon twenty-ten, but I looked to FringeMan and said,
“This will be the year that prepares us for the rest of our lives.”
And I meant it.
I could almost put it in a fortune cookie, but you know how I feel about Chinese food.
But I live in a world of boots, snow plows, and dirty floors.
I’m waiting for my fortune cookie to tell me to go to the Bahamas.
Until then, I’ll make the best of the snow.
Have I ever gotten more carried away with photos?