It's snowing here in New Hampster. Big fat fluffy flakes are falling. Can't see them?
Mom says these big snowflakes make for heavy wet snow that pulls down wires and breaks trees. It's supposed to snow all day. Mom has got a big slab of BEEF in the crooket pot, and she's got some bread going. She'll be doing some tippy-tapping (she held up SIX fingers the other night) and then she has to cook the books. Later we'll watch some guy named Oscar.
Speaking of which, last night we watched the movie Argo. It was very good, and had Mom sitting on the edge of her seat, even though she knew the ending.