So I'll be the first to admit that I loathe anything and everything cold (ice cubes, sickness [a "cold"], ice skating, Prof. Wickman's heart, etc.) with the exception of ice cream only because the wonderful flavor balances out the frozen-ness of that magnificant treat! People say Hell is hot...I don't buy into that. My personal Hell contains temperatures under 70 with Frosty the Snowman as the devil of that kingdom. So needless to say, tonight's blizzard made me upset. While I was complaining about the snow, some people were making fun of me for it and in true Becca fashion I decided to show 'em what I'm made of...below are pictures of that blessed event!
The thought "Get me the #@!! out of here" was prominently on my mind!
