Snow Day in ‘da U.P., eh.

Guess you have to be careful what you wish for.  We’ve all been shaking our fists at the sky clamoring for snow and WOW — it came.  Nothing like a good old Nor’wester to change the landscape.  My writing plans for the day have changed, too, since I’ll be making cookies with the Twisted Sisters.  Perfect.  

Don’t knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn’t start a conversation if it didn’t change once in a while.
— Kin Hubbard