Thursday, January 29, 2009

Greetings From Phoenix

I'm visiting my dad in Phoenix waiting for the warm temps to begin. Yesterday it was a brisk 65 degrees.

We left Philly in some of the worst weather we've seen this winter. The overnight snowfall was replaced in the morning with sleet and then eventually rain. As I was getting into the car for our drive to the airport, my foot went through a snow pile and landed in several inches of ice cold water. My husband made me go back in and change my sock before continuing on. Smart move on his part. I don't know about you, but I believe there are few things in life worse than a wet sock.

Of course, now I'll have Pat Benatar's "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" stuck in my head because, when it was a hit, we used to sing, "Hit Me With Your Wet Sock." Back then, song parodies were all the rage.

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