Move back to Nebraska, they said. It will be fun, they said. Just because my birthdate happens to fall in the winter does not mean I happen to enjoy it. I am currently unable to feel my toes after being out moving mountains of this dreaded white fluff!

I know, I know, we need the moisture, so we don't blow away or go up in a ball of flames. I get that, but why is it all or nothing with mother nature these days? Yesterday on his way home, my husband got the car stuck just a block from home. Oh, and by the way, a big shout out to Charles Webber for stopping to help him. This morning, George...