It's really fucking windy here in Buffalo, which makes it really fucking cold. I can't tell if the snow in the air is fresh powder or if it's simply yesterday's snow being picked up off of the ground and tossed about just to screw with my drive home. I'm staring out the dining room window and watching the snow drift past GG's new circus tent sized kitchen addition and thinking one thing - GG's contractor's wife if hot.
(Sure, that has nothing to do with the weather, but that just sort of popped in my head.)
At this point, I'm just waiting for everyone to wake up so I can hit the road for my rather boring drive home. It's time to get back to my lovely wife, whom I always miss when she's not around, even if I do generally ignore when she is.
WAKE UP!