stupid bozeman....

It's snowing here. I had to move all my potted plants either onto my sheltered porch or in my garage. The really big ones had to be dragged as close to the condo wall as possible. The high today is forecast at forty-seven degrees.

Blake was excited to see snow, naturally. "Oh! We get to shovel snow!"

"Honey, if we end up having to shovel snow today, we are moving to Mexico."

"Okay!"