I was driving to my friend's house to watch The Office, when it struck me that it is very weird for it to rain in January. Weird. I like the rain though. For some reason, it reminds me of home.
Here is a poem my dad emailed me that also made me think of home and made me chuckle:
It's winter in Wisconsin
And the gentle breezes blow,
70 miles per hour at 52 below!
Oh, how I love Wisconsin
When the snow's up to your butt;
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose is frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Wisconsin ,
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground.
Today was hard. I was still tired when I woke up and never really woke up all day. Basketball practice was disappointing because only five girls showed. I think it is very good that the season will be done very soon! I am kinda done with it.
Well, I am off to bed. Happy almost weekend to you!
