I can't say I'm actually overly excited about all the white stuff falling from the sky as it's keeping me from getting to my Mimi and Pop-Pop's house for a holiday celebration. I want my pressies! I hope the sky stops throwing this sticky, wet, slippery, cold gunk down on my head soon. Mommy says she wouldn't mind it next weekend as a "White Christmas" could be fun and we might be able to sled at Grandaddy's place. We'll see.
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