Groundhog's Day was on Saturday. Phil, of the Punxsutawney Phils, came out of his hole, saw his shadow (and a bunch of guys in top hats), and scurried back into his warm burrow. Thus damning us to 6 more weeks of winter.
However, check out Phil's competition in Howell, MI. I am dedicated to Phil. But I turn my head to the window and see that 5 of the 6 - 12" of snow predicted for today has arrived. So this year? My love goes to Woody who is a local, anyhow.
The sinki's hosted our 4th annual Groundhog's Day party on Saturday. We were charmed by friends and family stopping by with wonderful food and a fun time. My mom brought bling. My Grandpa was there. Our living room is small, and my anxiety lessened as people explored the basement - now labeled as a totally cool guy basement by one party goer. It was a fun party, and there are photos. Which darling Jim has in his computer but not publicly available yet.
1 comment:
oh how I love that there is a female groundhog to predict... although why is "she" named Woody? Must be men that named her.lol~hgh
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