It’s snowing. How very peculiar.
I fully expected at least one more winter blast before the oul’ bitch gives up the ghost and makes way for spring but I don’t think I expected to be comfortable in short sleeves on Sunday and driving to work amidst flurries on Wednesday. I suppose there’s still time for one big hit, March did come in like a lamb after all.
It better be nice Friday, though. That’s all I’m saying. I’m already looking at a 12 AM EST arrival in the Big Easy and if it gets pushed back further because of the damned weather I’ll be a trifle miffed. Cripes, by the time I get off the damn plane, meet the family, collect the luggage, travel downtown and settle into the hotel room it’s likely to be 2 or later.
What a way to start a vacation.