“Snowpocalypse” is the awesome headline you’ll find right now at Huffingtonpost.com. Hilarious! In my opinion, a foot of snow hardly qualifies as a snowpocalypse. The people of Tewksbury have survived Nor’easters far worse than this. We are a resilient people. In fact, if you grew up in Tewksbury and the toxic waste from Rocco’s Dump hasn’t killed you by now, you’re probably invincible. Because if I’ve learned anything from movies based on comic books, it’s that toxic waste gives you special powers. And I’m sure you’ll all agree with me that the people of Tewksbury definitely qualify as special.
Residents of The Bury are known for their keen sense of smell. In fact, my sense of smell is so fine-tuned that I can detect odors from over two miles away. That’s right–even in the dead of winter I can detect the faint aroma of sad pigs wafting over from Krochmal Farms. And I’m not the only one with such an incredible sense of smell. I’d say pretty much everyone who lives within a 3 mile radius of Krochmal Farms has the same power. Spooky.
Besides having special powers, Tewksbury residents are known for their love of all creatures great and small, whether it be the pigs over at Krochmal Farms or the rats at Cathay Palace (RIP). Yes, the residents of this town are one big, happy family. DNA testing has confirmed this. And to those of you with whom I share DNA–I can’t wait to see you next week!!! Man, that 55+ development is not going to know what hit them! I don’t know how on earth we’re all going to fit into Grammy’s place, but whatever. So excited to see Racheal’s baby for the first time. And I’m sure someone else in the family is pregnant, but I’m always the last to find out so congratulations, whoever you are! How ’bout you, Erica? Any chance there’s a Conan or a Carlos in your future? Amy–any chance of you having another 15 lb. baby? I think I just answered my own question!
And for everyone else who reads my blog–it will get better. I’m really tired and hungry and out of it. I’m about to sit on the couch with a bowl of baked beans (yeah, I made more) and just watch TV with Dave. Jack’s asleep. It’s snowpocalypse-ing outside. How much you wanna bet we lose power tonight?
So glad your back! & updating your blog! I can’t think of anything else I’d rather be reading at 4:00 in the morning! Gotta love those middle of the night/ super early morning feedings.haha
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