The blizzard of 2006 (or why I love Boulder)
While on the way to the bike path, Clo and I passed a guy who had a sled full of beer harnessed to his Weimeraner. The dog was having a great time.
There is so much snow that my neighbor (possessing of very cool tattoos) broke his car scraper trying to clean off his car, there is so much snow that my company closed for a whole day during our second busiest time of the year, there is so much snow that all travel has been suspended until Christmas Eve (so I’ve heard).
But Boulder Colorado disregarded all of that. The brave people of the Parks and Rec Department probably cross-country skiied to work, just to
Boulder, I love you.
Also, while I’m really not feeling the whole marriage thing, if someone wants to buy me a pretty ring I’d be ok with that.
And in related notes, this whole blizzard induced house arrest thing is getting old
*emmanation notes: all friends are now happily married. And while there isn’t three feet of snow outside, it was -13 when I woke up yesterday. Brrr.