Get me the heck out of here. It's a whopping 37 degrees today, and I swear I think it's warm out. My dad and I even went to the (heated) driving range yesterday to hit golf balls (into the snow).
And that silly Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, of course. Damn.

10 more days 'til youknowwhere, thank God.

This is from Wednesday:


Also, new pictures of Amy's birthday party last weekend are here.