Snowy nights...I absolutely love the crap out of them.
I love the way the streetlights reflect off of the freshly frozen roads.
I love the crispness of the air.
I love that I can finally bust out my amazing winter coat.
I love the way I feel justified in sitting around in pajama pants all evening.
I love the way tea always tastes better when it's brutally cold outside.
Of course, this is Oklahoma snow (read: a solid sheet of ice), so it'll either be gone by morning, or suck for snowy day kinds of things, but still, until I move to a cooler climate, I'll enjoy what I've got. Stay warm, kids.
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if thats a poem, i think it should rhyme, in time, and have a margarita with lime, because its fine, and it will be mine, when i dine, and i will pine for entertainment from the mime, who will get wine made from the finest vines, i am out of lines, so i will say nein.
OMG. I think DH's comment might be random enough to be more entertaining than anything else on the internet.
Actually, it wasn't supposed to be a poem, but Di, that was amazing.
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