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First of all,

...if you're one of the many who have offered to help us move on the 9th - thank you. But I have bad news. I saw on the news that they're calling for sub-freezing weather next week. I hate to break it to you all, but since you're helping *us* move, that means that it's going to snow. And I don't just mean a few flurries so that everyone goes "Oh, look! It's snowing! How nice!" I mean, a full-blown, catch-the-Northeast-by-surprise, end-of-the-world Nor'Easter.

Now, bear in mind, no formal weather-man announcement has been made telling us there will be even a hint of precipitation. But it's US. It's going to snow. And it's going to be hellacious.

Good luck. You've been warned. :)

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Anonymous said…
We'll be helping come hell or highwater. I know we have been warned . . . but we are going to get you moved. Have faith darling!

Love you guys,
Tracey
XOXO
7:32 AM
Anonymous said…
Way to think positive! Everyone wants to see you moved and settled in your new home for Christmas. We will get you there. :-)

Lydia is looking forward to help unpack again!
8:55 AM
Anonymous said…
I have snow boots! Don't worry it will all work out. My super doppler says sunny and in the 60's

Sara
9:33 AM
Anonymous said…
It will be worth it. Just try and stop us.
12:12 PM
Anonymous said…
I have noticed that all the positive well-wishes are coming from the receiving end of this move. Hmmmm? Has anyone ever driven a large box truck in a Noreaster?

May I suggest that we all PRAY that Josh and Nikki's luck turns and it's a sunny 65 degrees on the 9th? Nikki, you know that Bible issue I spoke to you about? Maybe you should lead the moving caravan with that same Bible!

Love you both.
DrummerMom
5:04 PM
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