Imbri
Resident Night Mare
Last night cold, with a light snow falling. Perfect for building a snowman... Or so I thought.
I slipped on a bit of melted snow and the head went flying onto the body before I was ready. He didn't have to scold me, though.
I left the frozen grump muttering about mismatched sizes (who thought talking snowmen was a good idea, anyway?) and hit the plaza for a special concert from K.K. Slider. A little K.K. Calypso and Lolly and I were dancing up a storm, chasing away the winter chill. Ended the night with a hot cup of coffee with Brewster and crawled into my warm bed. Tonight, flower removal. Ugh.
I slipped on a bit of melted snow and the head went flying onto the body before I was ready. He didn't have to scold me, though.
I left the frozen grump muttering about mismatched sizes (who thought talking snowmen was a good idea, anyway?) and hit the plaza for a special concert from K.K. Slider. A little K.K. Calypso and Lolly and I were dancing up a storm, chasing away the winter chill. Ended the night with a hot cup of coffee with Brewster and crawled into my warm bed. Tonight, flower removal. Ugh.
