Spring Fever!
The other day hubby and I went into work with three inches of snow outside. When we left, the ground was bare, it was near 50 degrees and the wind was whipping. "This morning it was January," he noted, "and we're going home in March."
I don't know what good ol' Puxatawny Phil said today, but I advocate a full skip of February.
I don't know what good ol' Puxatawny Phil said today, but I advocate a full skip of February.
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