
So as the song goes, "It never snows in L.A., so Santa don't bring me a sleigh. I'll leave the key by the door, cuz there's no chimney anymore. Remember where you are - better bring your car..."
And so on.
I believe that this little ditty comes from the oh-so-talented, but not without drama, Osmond family, courtesy of one seriously over played Christmas tape (we're talkin' cassette folks). And along with a few other Osmond classics, my sisters and I particularly enjoyed this song (I have no shame) because we thought it was so clever as it never snowed in St. George either.
Well, we've been told that it never snows in Durham. But folks, it's snowing! And it's my most favorite kind of snow. It's of the St. George variety - it looks pretty as it falls, makes me feel all winter-like, as if I should hunker down with a good book and read by the fire, cup of hot cocoa in hand (I imagine it will be more along the lines of watching CNN election coverage, Diet Mountain Dew in hand). And it DOESN'T STICK! The above picture was a total sham. Below you will find the winter wonderland I am currently enjoying.
1 comment:
i love how you put a picture of a blizzard first. oh and i love how it's copyrighted on the bottom. :)
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