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November 03, 2006


I don't care what the calendar says; according to my wardrobe, yesterday was the first day of winter. After watching thick flakes of snow swirl around my windows, I de-linted my purple wool coat and inaugurated my long underwear (long unders, as David calls them) for the season.

A good friend told me that, for this winter, she has sworn off complaining about the weather. There is nothing she can do to change it, so she will just try to enjoy it. This is a brave stance to take in Michigan, where the weather is the subject of so many conversations! But there are good things to be said about winter also. Walking across the diag in a snowstorm yesterday, I overheard a girl on a cell phone telling someone that it is beautiful here. And it was, though not in the way an erstwhile Angelina would typically think of beautiful weather! It may be cold today, but at least the sky is blue and the sun is shining.

Posted by eklanche at November 3, 2006 08:35 AM


I say "long unders"? That's not normal, is it?

Posted by: dmerch at November 3, 2006 10:17 AM

Normal is so overrated.

Posted by: eklanche at November 4, 2006 08:55 AM

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