It's no secret, winter does not excite me. I love my friend Debbie's ideal of snow: "Look but do not touch." And the worst of winter, for me, is schlepping it from the car to the house. Kids, groceries, and what-nots slipping and falling out into the snow and ice at negative degrees is what hell will be (you’ve been warned).
But my steadfast hero makes winter a might more bearable by digging me out a wide, wide hole.
*love-struck sigh*
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