Also known as random day of snow in Minnesota.
That white stuff on my shoulders is not dandruff my friends. And not only did I get snowed on during work this morning, I also battled it during my run this evening.
Even though I haven’t lived at home for almost 2 years, it was a little sad to make my leftover tupperware before leaving my parents’ house yesterday evening. But I am thankful that I live close enough to be able to enjoy the holidays with my family.
Were you able to go home for Easter weekend? Do you feel strange and/or sad when you leave?