Yesterday was a gorgeous, 70 degree, springlike day.
When I woke up this morning, there was a half-inch of snow on the ground and big, fat flakes are still falling.

What the fuck?

In other news, today is mine and Mike's two year anniversary.

I'm gonna go shower, have breakfast, vacuum up the suicidal potted plant, write a letter, then prepare to go out to dinner. LaLaLa.