by Laura
Harold and I never believe Southerners when they say a snowstorm is coming, but we are now forced to admit that a legit winter event is happening in the Triangle. Last night we went to a hip-hop show, because no storm was going to keep us from enjoying our trendily diverse interests. (Note: This type of hip-hop show incorporated poetry and modern dance, so we’re not actually that cool. At all.) When we got out, our car was already coated, and of course snow would have to be actually happening on the one weekend we planned a big dinner party. Thanks, forces of nature.
In addition, our lack of preparation prevented us from taking full advantage of the ABC store conveniently located right across the street. We could have been binge drinking in our apartment with our poodle had we stocked up, although the opportunity is not completely missed, since we could still enjoy all the goods we bought for our soiree. Point of this post? Yeah, it’s snowing. In North Carolina. Sigh.
Our pool is on its way to becoming an ice rink!
Laura
Harold
