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Flower tragedy narrowly adverted

My sis (the only sibling I have) as most of you know is now living alone back home (alone/with a 17 yr old) in buckeye country. If you haven't been living under a rock you know that the mid west has been slammed by a huge snow storm. 10 inches yesterday with 3 inches of sleet last night. Here is how bad it is: they CLOSED OSU! Yep gotta be death warmed over bad when they close the university. The tragedy was carefully averted by me this morning when I started calling the florist that were supposed to deliver her Valentines day flowers. At about 6 est (yep had to get up early to stop it). Now this getting flower thing may be a regular activity but for many but for my sis, oh lets say it's probably the first Valentines roses she has ever had in her life. They were to be delivered to her work and of course she is snowed in her home with her electric blanket. There is no way she is going to get her flowers today so I did eventually get the florist to say they would deliver tomorrow instead of today. Dilemma created Why did I call my sister and ask her if she were going to work at 6 am? Well I could lie or just tell her the truth so I went for the truth and told her what a good hubby she had. At least her card got there she does have a card. So tragedy narrowly adverted for her first Valentines roses. And just for your info Valentines is typically a snow mess every year up north my last V-day (up north) was spent in 18 inches of snow away from Peanut butter. Yep I'm love'n this southern living.

Happy Valentines to all of you!
I love y'all

PS. I'm changing the blog a bit tomorrow the back ground my not be familiar so be ready for something different


Debbie H said…
DH brought me roses last night, I was so touched. That snow is just awful, I don't know if my parents are going to make it. Rochester got slammed with over a foot of snow overnight Wednesday night and it fell all day yesterday. I talked to a gal at work that drives my old route to work. It took 2 hours to go 6 miles on a stretch of the expressway. I don't miss it one bit, but hope my folks are safe if they do head out Thursday for KY.

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