Last night, we did a bit of shopping for some hunting equipment for Shawn's upcoming trip. (a bed to be exact. Is that considered "equipment"?)
We (me, Ab, and Em) coaxed Shawn into going to Cold Stone for a treat. Trust me, it didn't take much coaxing.
It was a chilly night and we really should have been drinking cocoa.
When we walked out with out with our ice cream - me with my chocolate and snickers by the way a fantastic combination - it was sleeting.
Yes maam you heard me right. SLEET.
You know what that means. Winter is here, a bit early I might add.