In this small town its a treat to make a trip to Wal-Mart and in the summer it is so crowded that its not a very fun trip. Everyone blames it on the snowbirds that come away from the heat of the big city. Such is the case that snowbirds almost is a mean word.
I’ve decided this week that someday when the little ones are all grown up I want to be a snowbird. Due to some genetics I’m obsessed with the weather and have decided that I love the big city in the winter and the small town in the summer. Maybe because we are obsessed with moving we won’t have to wait till the little ones are grown.
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