Kristian and I have a friendly wager on when the first snow that sticks will happen. He guessed November 28th, I guessed December 1st. The winner (as determined by the closest day) gets breakfast in bed.
Guess what day today is? Oh yeah, November 28th.
So, let’s all cross our fingers that it doesn’t snow until Tuesday at the absolute earliest.
I can’t send Kristian to all of your houses with pancakes, but I do promise to enjoy the hell out of them.
