Please, someone tell our rain to get here before 9:00 am tomorrow.
It's been cold , 48 degrees for our high, and we are supposed to get snow by tomorrow night.
That means that it will be delightfully freezing tomorrow morning for someones soccer game and I do not want to go.
I want to stay snuggled, in my new bamboo sheets and super-soft comforter, in bed and slowly make my way out of it, make coffee, sit around and snuggle with kids and a smelly dog.
It rained and was about 50 when S had her game last Saturday. That was not fun either. Her team played so good though. But the thought of going tomorrow just makes me cringe, and I may just feel a cold coming on.
I'd better not jinx myself, it is that season.
Let the weekend, and my newly purchased case of wine, begin!