Today Pa, HT and I had to go down to Fayetteville, I do mean down as it is really south of here.
Anyway, when we left the house it was gray and a little cold, no big deal, 650 AM ( The mother of country music station) tells us that rain is coming followed by a mixture and then snow. All of this is coming thru Nashville and heading towards Kentucky. Thank you we don't have to mess with it. Time and miles go by the sky gets grayer and there is a little rain here and there, I decide to find a Huntsville station to hear a weather report. Do you know, that when you are in the middle of Nowhere, it is not likley that you will pick up a raido station that will tell you were it is located. I gave up. What diffrence is it going make we were still going to Fayetteville.
Our visit is over and we head back north same gray, a spot of rain then another and another until we are home in rain rain rain.
HT decides that a quater mile from the house is a good spot to fall asleep. The plan becomes Pa gets the boy and I get the door and hope we all don't get to wet. Car stops, door opens and ice water hits us right in the face. What happened to going North? We get the boy down in bed, Pa is getting ready for work opens the door and fat snowflakes everywere.
When did we become part of Kentucky?