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Perhaps when you reach the decrepit age of 55 and can barely lift a snow shovel because your arm hasn’t been the same since you fell down and cracked your rotator cuff, you will understand my aversion to snow.
August 12th, 2011 at 9:02 am
Thirty is a good age – not too young and not too old.
Best Wishes and lots of happy happy joy joy to you! And some vegan cupcakes and a dish of Jenni’s yummy ice cream. And more dinosaurs.
But FORGET that snowstorm.
August 14th, 2011 at 8:26 pm
Thank you! I’m looking forward to 30. I imagine it has to be better than 20 (it has been so far).
But I’ll never forget about that snowstorm ;-)
August 15th, 2011 at 9:03 am
Perhaps when you reach the decrepit age of 55 and can barely lift a snow shovel because your arm hasn’t been the same since you fell down and cracked your rotator cuff, you will understand my aversion to snow.
How can something so beautiful be so deadly?