The other day, I was walking along, nice as can be, when all of a sudden, it seemed like a really good idea to face plant in the snow.
|Why am I doing this?|
Now, alert readers know that I am not prone to silliness, so this irresistible urge was quite confounding to yours truly.
|Help! I have been overtaken by snow nutties!|
Once upon the ground, embraced by the crystalline particles, well, I found myself quite unaccountably rolling and thrashing about and taking no small amount of pleasure in the sensation of the gritty cold against my labraback.
|Can.... not.... stop!|
It felt GREAT!
|Momma! You need to try this!|
Eventually, I came back to my senses and did my best to return to an upright position with what grace and dignity I could muster.
|Wow! That was crazy!|
I can only attribute this unexpected departure from sanity was brought on by an extraordinarily long and cold winter in our part of the world. One does worry if further madness is in store.