It better fucking snow...

I opened my big mouth at work yesterday and told everyone that there will be several snow days next week - and I firmly believe that we will see A LOT of snow.

But I made a bet with my boss that we will have a snow day Tuesday. I was feeling confident that WOODY!, my weather crush, would never lead me astray (see next post).

So somehow I got roped into the following:

If we have Tuesday off, then the group gets a free lunch later in the week on the boss' dime.
If we have to go to work Tuesday, then I have to buy a Chocolate Mint cake from cakelove for the group to have later in the week.

WOODY! - you better start working some magic at your little weather oracle, sacrifice a virgin, burn incense, whatever. I need some snow to start falling from the sky Monday night at midnight because those cakes cost 40 bucks!