THIS FAT OLD LADY’S ME MONDAY – HERE COMES THE WHITE STUFF
No. Not cocaine. No. Not a gang of Caucasians. No. Not even bird poop. SNOW, ya’ll, I’m talking about SNOW! We woke up Sunday morning, not to a wintery wonderland, exactly; but there was definitely snow – on the ground, on the rooves of houses, on tree branches, and on my car! Wow! When we…