6:30 came early on this Saturday morning. The wind whistling around the house indicated the promised cold front had arrived while we slept. As Mike rolled over and slapped the alarm clock, we tried to decide who would be forced to crawl out from under the warm covers and take Greyson to his early morning basketball game. The only logically course of action was Rock, Paper, Scissors.Suffice it to say I'm sitting here in my cozy sweats, drinking a hot cup of coffee. Rocks rule!
That is funny! I think we need to do that. I am going to try it ;P We are really cold here too.
ReplyDelete:>Michelle
Rocks rule. LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteGlad you got to stay cozy, Angela.
But I'm wondering, when you say, "cold," what exactly do you mean? Because right now, I'm thinking 33 degrees would be warm...And I don't really want to go out and get the boys from school in a few minutes, but Brian isn't home so there's no one with whom to have a Rock, Paper, Scissors battle. Hmph!
Well, I'm gonna run and slip on my long undies before I walk to school. Really. It's that cold!