You are supposed to hear the above title as sung in White Christmas when they are on the train on their way up to Vermont. This is what I hear whenever I see this:
And to make it even better church got canceled after sacrament- so I didn't have to teach my semi-prepared RS lesson- and then to top things off the SNOW is supposed to continue through the night. Yes, I already made a sledding date with my nephew David if there is a snow day tomorrow.
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I hate you. I hate your topography. I hate your stupid elevation. I hate your stupid beautiful mountain town full of quaint houses and quaint weather. At least I don't hate your hippies. Enough said.
I heard it! I love White Christmas and think of that song, EVERY time I see snow! Love you tons! Have fun sledding
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