My prayers for snow were answered on March 15th -- my dad's birthday. My plans, for those of you who may not remember the intricate details of my life, were to play hookey the day after a good storm to go snowboarding. I guess I learned to be slightly more specific in my prayers because as it was snowing, I just on the mend from a good bout of strep throat and had just missed 2 days of work. It's hard to play hookey when I'm already 2 days behind, even for my underdeveloped sense of responsibility.
I do very much appreciate the prayers for snow in my behalf and in spite of the grouch on the couch's comments Thanks to all.
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