I interrupt this sarcastic talk of life and parenting to bring you a special news flash; there are actual flakes of white precip falling from the sky up here in the great northern wing of hell where I live.
Snow. And just in case you're, oh say, four months late to the party, today is October 10th.
And its snowing.
To say I'm concerned is a gross understatement. The amount of times I've use the rebuttal "when hell freezes over I will!" is astronomical.
And now, these times - they're all coming back to me in crisp, HDTV-like clarity. Because I think, perhaps snow on October 10th could, in fact, mean that hell might be freezing over.
And if it does - my to-do list just got very, very (very) long.