When I was in elementary school, I thought that every time the sky was pink in the winter, it meant a snow day the following day. For the most part, this always seemed to be the case. Pink sky at night, jessie's delight. I never really understood why.
So tonight the sky is pink... I guess this means I won't have work tomorrow? Awesome.
In other news, tonight I got a free balloon from Harris Teeter. It, along with the snow, made my evening. On the walk home it decided become better acquainted with the ground, but revived itself inside We the Pizza. Unfortunately, it decided to mingle with the holly bushes outside my house and met an untimely end. This short story is photo-documented below.
