I apologize for not having a picture of this, but I'll just let you lovely readers imagine this.
I woke up this morning to find 8 blasted inches of snow on the ground. This did not help me with my "I-don't-want-to-go-to-work-today" attitude, especially since the snow had knocked over a tree in my yard--right over the walkway. Great. So, that meant I had to jump over it and trudge through the deepest parts of the snow. Hurdle #1 complete. Next I had to battle with another snow-laden tree that was covering the gate. Hurdle #2 complete. We'll just count my car as a big Hurdle #3, what with prying open the frozen-shut door, then scraping off the foot of snow.
Twenty minutes later I made it out of my driveway. What a lovely way to start the day.
It's $#@*#!@^&%$#%^@#$ April the 16th! *Jules mutters some more not-so-nice words under her breath.*
Moral of the story: Winter never ends. Sometimes Old Man Winter lets Delicate Spring come out for a while, but only so he can bludgeon her mercilessly, laughing all the while.
Homework: I want all of you to hold a candlelight vigil for Spring. She's currently in critical condition, and we all need to pray that she'll recover from the terrible beating she received this morning. 
Hold on, Spring. Hold on.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
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Posted by Jules at 11:44 AM
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Old Man Winter, who is that? It was nice here in Miami, just look at the Blog about swimming!!!! So sorry, at least you have mountains right?
HAHAHA, man, I imagined your obstacles just fine, but my favorite imagery was Old Man Winter bludgeoning Spring. I think he did it with an Oxygen tank. He's crotchety.
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