Confession is good for the soul…but sometimes it backfires.
In my Friday post (read here), I confessed to the world that it was my
fault that the East Coast got no snow this winter. It was all the fault of my prophetic
sweater that I didn’t finish. I considered finishing it, but as I said on
Friday, who wants snow in spring? For me, the only thing worse than no snow is snow out of season.
Well, guess what? The thing I dreaded is upon me: a spring snowstorm.
Yes, the Snowquester is coming. By the way, I think the lack of snow has given
the weather forecasters too much free time if they’re naming snowstorms. Named
or not, the Snowquester is coming. I am so upset. I suspected this would
happen. I knew it would snow as soon as I got my mind set on spring.
But I love
snow. I should be happy, right?
No. Nobody, not even the most ardent snow lovers want snow
in March (except for teachers and their students. But I think they would love most reasons for
school closure). Oh, why didn’t I keep my mouth shut about the sweater?
Spring snowstorms are horrible. First, they never stick
around long, which appears to be our case. Hard to enjoy a snowy landscape when
it’s going to be in the low fifties two days after. Second, it messes with the
flowers already blooming in my yard. Third, the forecasters are predicting heavy wet snow and high winds which equal power outages. And fourth, it’s just wrong. Snow is
for winter.
I don’t know how I’ll bear the shame of a double fail.
Sorry again.
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