Holidays in Savannah
Holidays in Savannah, I'm sure, don't look anything like this. They don't include whimsical ladies in red skating in the town fountain and creepy fur-coated men watching. Always watching. However, it is my fantasy of Savannah for this upcoming winter. Wouldn't a little snow be novel as all hell? I can't remember the last time I saw snow, or even dramatic elevation change. Anyway, I'll take what I can get, and they say that we are getting a cold front soon. They better not be toying with me, because some cold would be very nice. They are always toying with me. Damn They.
I'm sorry that my blog has degraded to small talk about the weather. It's Their fault.
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Just think Big Bear, my friend. Big Bear. Surely you have very fond memories of Big Bear?
Does it really snow there? Cool! It snowed here last year and it will again this year but not until thanksgiving usually.
Stop whining!
-The Mark Van V!
No, Mandy, it doesn't actually snow here; hence it is a fantasy scene.
Every time we go back to California, I think about going up to Big Bear to play in the snow. Alas, we have worldly obligations, or it is the wrong time of year. We actually thought about living at the cabin in Big Bear, if we could convince my parents in some way. I think it would be really cool to live there, but it is, again, not practical at this juncture.
Tony and I are going to Big Bear next weekend. We have to de-stress in advance of your visit.