The Monday Real

Some days I really, really, really want to do the whole "I told you so!" thing. Or the "Why didn't you listen to me in the beginning?" thing. Of course, I don't think I'm right all of the time. Nobody's perfect, right? ;)... But in some situations, there's an obvious, understood-by-the-majority-of-humanity, right and wrong. When I make my position clear on the *right* decision and others disagree, only to turn around and eventually do the *right* thing? I so want to do the "I told you so" dance. But I don't. And won't. Because sometimes I try to be a better person than that. Geez, being nice is so not fun sometimes. Anyone else feel like this?

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There seems to be a general confusion over the South's reaction to snow. Some of us love it, some of us hate it, and most are stuck somewhere in between. Our obsession with milk and bread sandwiches baffles people (no, I'm not serious. But we do flood the stores to buy milk and bread every time it snows. Why? Those are the first two food items to expire when snowed in) . Our neighbors up north and out west enjoy teasing us at our 2 inches of "Winter APOCALYPSE 2012!!". Schools close, businesses shut down, and basically the local economy crashes at the sight of snow flurries. Personally? I love it. I can genuinely say there's nowhere else in our country that you can get this kind of entertainment. And I'm pretty sure there's nowhere else in our country where it's 70 degrees one day, then ice the next, then back to sunshine and shorts.
Anyway, to sum it up... here's an example of what happens here when it snows:

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Wanna know what I got for Valentine's Day?

A dehumidifier.

Nothing says, "I love you so much I don't want mold to grow in our crawlspace" like a dehumidifier. My man is so dang romantic.

Happy Monday! :)