Groundhog Hunting
So who would like to join the hunt for this darn groundhog. Hey winter was suppose to be over by now when that little guy popped his head out of his little hole. He’s probably laughing up a storm. I don’t know how much snow or wind I can take anymore. On Friday, when I opened my umbrella I was literally being pulled by the wind as I held onto my umbrella with my dear life. Okay, maybe I should have just let go, but god darn it, it was a good umbrella. After several minutes of fighting with the wind, I said screw it, I’m just going to close this damn thing. Besides a little mist couldn’t hurt me. When I left that evening, I made sure I had a few bags of stuff to weigh me down. Well it worked. Strangely enough, I think the bags weigh more then I do.
