Poor Jake. He’s buried under 2 feet of snow. He ran his truck off the road. Interstate 64 and 81 are both closed. Cars apparently litter the sides of the highways. Every hotel in our small town is booked solid. Virginia is in complete shutdown. Our fat chicken Plumpy can’t figure out how to get back into the hen hut so she had to sleep UNDERNEATH it last night. Jake checked on her this morning and she’s not dead, thank god.
And here I am in sunny Florida, debating whether to put on a sweater because the temperature is a chilly 69 degrees and sunny. Such is the life.
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More snow may be coming Christmas day. 50% chance!