I'll tell you one person who is celebrating the Noreaster. His name is the Mister. The reason for his enthusiasm is that he was scheduled to have a "procedure" early Monday morning. You know which one - the one that you have to prepare 24 hours before and your diet includes feasting on cocktails ala Miralax and Gatorade? I asked him if he thought we should reschedule it on Friday. I haven't seen him so delighted since... actually, now that I think of it, I don't think I've ever seen him so happy. Can you spell relief?
This is a post from the past. Hope you think it's sweet.
Who knew peeps were so versatile?
Love the l'il cotton tail!
Wow... it's no wonder she's busy!
OMG!!! I am in peep heaven!
"Couldn't possibly get any cuter" peeps.
As you can see, once I started peep shopping, I couldn't stop!
Until next time...