Jason left this morning to go to Colorado.
Who goes to Colorado four days before Christmas?
I asked him to please not get in a car accident and die.
"So bodily injury is fine as long as I don't die?"
That's what he asked.
"Please don't get in any sort of accident at all."
"It's Christmas. And we're going to have a baby."
He kissed me and promised he would come back home.
I might have cried when he drove out of the driveway.
You'll be glad to know that Christmas in Utah won't have to be cancelled after all.
We got snow.
Lots and lots of snow.
It's been snowing since last night.
It really is beautiful.
How do you feel about me finding mouse footprints on my desk every morning when I come to work?