Everyday I ask the Baby Jesus in the Manger, Santa Claus, Hanukkah Harry, and Festivus Fred for snow. I understand the whole thing about "praying for snow" is more relevant in the mountains, but it is the closest thing I can have to mountain magic living in Indiana. Tonight, I think my wishes might catch up with me ......If this scenario pans out how I think it might, I'm in for another "personal snow day." I need to run to the store if that is the case---I need more butter and pecans to make cookies.
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