Rumor has it that you skipped onto the calendar yesterday. I don’t mean to be nit-picky or anything, but um, where? I mean, snow in March? Seriously?
We need to talk.
In case you forgot to bring your seasonal attire, here’s a quick refresher for you:
Get the picture? Good.
Not that I’m tired of waiting for you or anything. And I don’t mean to gripe or be overly critical. But frankly, I’m kind of sick of snow. Icy roads. Hail and sleet and slush. Overnight temperatures that drop like a dive bomber.
So will you kindly get the lead out? Oh, wait. Is that sunshine I see?
About time. Thanks.