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it smells like snow outside.

I left my jewelry on all day. I am proud of myself. :-)

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mountainheather
Oct. 4th, 2004 05:03 pm (UTC)
whoo, good job. it didn't start to hurt? 8-p
tenthz
Oct. 4th, 2004 06:40 pm (UTC)
Nope. I wore comfortable jewelry.

I've actually got earrings and a necklace that match the bracelet that you gave me nicely.
mountainheather
Oct. 4th, 2004 07:43 pm (UTC)
Oh. Aw. yay. 8-} hehe.
nytrojan1981
Oct. 5th, 2004 05:27 am (UTC)
you can smell snow coming?
mountainheather
Oct. 5th, 2004 05:54 am (UTC)
Fortunately she's in MN where it's... oh, just 4 degrees cooler than here this morning... yipes. Anywho, there's a certain quality, feel, scent even to the air when it starts to get crisp and cold like that that seems to say snow. hehe. Mayhaps you are not quite used enough to it yet. hm.. ::shrug:: 8-}
tenthz
Oct. 5th, 2004 06:12 am (UTC)
exactly. post to come about the temp.
mountainheather
Oct. 5th, 2004 06:27 am (UTC)
hey, your high on the day is higher than ours. You just have a worse windchill. And it's an hour earlier there. 8-Þ
tenthz
Oct. 5th, 2004 06:31 am (UTC)
cute icon.
mountainheather
Oct. 5th, 2004 09:18 am (UTC)
Thanks. It's like asking to be teased, and I do it anyway. I luv myself. 8-p
Are you purposefully not on aim 'cause of work or somting?
nytrojan1981
Oct. 5th, 2004 06:35 am (UTC)
Crazy.... Can't say I've 'smelled snow' yet... but I do smell spring when it's coming around...


sigh
tenthz
Oct. 5th, 2004 06:57 am (UTC)
Every season has a distinct smell. And winter is a-comin'
nytrojan1981
Oct. 5th, 2004 07:16 am (UTC)
Booooo!
tenthz
Oct. 5th, 2004 07:59 am (UTC)
You're telling me! I had to scrape frost off my car this morning!

=-O Me needs to find my gloves.
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