More snow. I am so thoroughly sick of snow that when I received the phone calls at 4:50 this morning saying that the start of school was being delayed for two hours I wanted to pull the covers over my head and weep. Instead I said some not very nice words about the weather and went back to sleep for a few hours.
Now that I’m awake and have the kids up and moving (hopefully) I need something nice and strong to help us get out the door. O’Sullivan’s Favourite it is. Plus it’s St. Patrick’s Day, so I’ll get bonus points from my kids when I point out that they’re drinking an Irish breakfast tea. And I’ll get to enjoy the rich, malty, bready goodness that I have come to adore.
Okay, so it’s not such a horrible start to the day, but I still hate the snow.
I’m so sick of snooowww too. :/