Even if the groundhog isn't the only one that has to eat his/her words, I'm glad we've both made it to the end of February 2019 alive! It was rough. Made me darn-tooting tough, though. Yesterday, I literally took on a down-right dagnabit grouchiest meanest nastiest version of my short selfish self ever. I'm not… Continue reading The day I ate my words
Tag: February 2019
The day I looked out to discover I’m not short after all
Well, I'll be snowdamned, according to the weather predicting folks... I'm not short! At 5' 3 1/2" I'm slightly taller than our official measurement of snowfall for February 2019 (which, by the way, was taken yesterday, before the snowfall of last night continuing on into this morning!). 50.7 inches is tall in the snow measuring… Continue reading The day I looked out to discover I’m not short after all