After a day of waiting, we're finally getting a teensy bit of snow. It stuck a bit to my cold car and the ground, but not much else. A dusting. Certainly not an inch as predicted, or a school cancellation. Last night, friends told me that it's a New England custom to put your jammies on inside out or to put spoons under your pillow if you want enough snow for a cancellation. Aren't these Yankees weird?
Anyway, Sis refused to wear hers inside out, telling Bud he had to wear his that way. Which he willingly did. She volunteered to wear her socks inside out and then she fetched spoons for under the pillows.
Well, of course, it didn't work and Bud says it's because Sis didn't comply!
I say, it's because the meterologists were off on this one, at least for our part of the state.
Anyway, Sis refused to wear hers inside out, telling Bud he had to wear his that way. Which he willingly did. She volunteered to wear her socks inside out and then she fetched spoons for under the pillows.
Well, of course, it didn't work and Bud says it's because Sis didn't comply!
I say, it's because the meterologists were off on this one, at least for our part of the state.
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