Well, I am still messed up beyond recognition by this flu. But having spent the last two days in bed, I couldn't stand to stay in the house a minute longer. I took the car out to do some errands, and that's when I realized it didn't even have an ice scraper. It's funny--my parents spent most of their lives in Minnesota, but since moving to Arizona I guess they've lost some of that winter sensibility. Well, it gave me an even better reason to go to the store.
ONE GOOD DEED: Buy a winter windshield scraper for dad's car
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