The Cannonball has not moved from it's place against the window since Friday. It is sad.
The snow is piled high on the highway tonight. I'm a ship lost at sea, in an ocean of white...how does that song go?
Still sick. Still snowing. Love the snow. Hate the sick. Bean and I are watching Despicable Me. That cheers the soul.
Most likely won't be riding tomorrow either, but the highs are supposed to be back in the 50s by the weekend. We'll see...