Spring Snow

March 30, 2011, 11:15 am.

I pull myself away from schoolwork and get up for my morning "training" (a.k.a. "pathetic huff 'n puff sessions").

Grab my running clothes.

Look out the window.

It's snowing.

I whine.

"What is it?" Sweetie calls.

I whine. "It's snowing."

"Bullshit."

"It's not just snowing. It's really, really snowing."

Sweetie comes to window. Looks out window.



"Bullshit."

"Uh huh. There must be someone on the roof with a snow machine. That's really just confetti."

"Yes." Sweetie returns to his work.

I watch Castle on the treadmill.