welcome to the tundra.

It's so funny, right? The southeast gets four inches of snow and they post pictures on their blogs?

Look people, not only do I live in a place that requires the daily virgin cleansing of a white blanket of Godliness, but we only get it-- what?-- twice, thrice a decade? Meaning that we are defecating amongst the dinner plates of Applebees, Red Lobster, Outback Steakhouse, Golden Corral, Ruby Tuesdays, agggghhhhhhbarrfff . . . I can't believe I have to shit in this filth.

This is one of those holy cleansings.

I took pictures. I posted pictures. I published.

Now stop laughing you heartless bastards.

**update** My husband just informed me that this post makes no sense. I explained the metaphoric cleansing of the snow upon the metaphoric filth of the particularly popular chain restaurants of Gastonia and how that metaphorically makes snow important. Then I contemplated changing the post. Then I decided that I really like talking shit about these restaurants and I don't care if anyone understands.