Groundhog Day

Tomorrow is the day we find out if winter will continue. Continue? I didn't even think it had arrived yet. We were supposed to get some of that lovely powdery white stuff today. We were forecast to receive two inches, a virtual blizzard for this part of the world, sure to close down the government, schools, airports and everything else except malls (they don't close for anything). I am sure the teachers were wearing the sweaters backwards and children were saying prayers, but it doesn't even smell like snow. You know what that's like don't you? It's a crisp, freezer smell like fresh ice and frozen vegetables. And it's always in the air right before the lovely white stuff falls from the sky. Well people, I was just outside and it ain't there. All you can smell is diesel gas fumes and cigarette smoke.

So, I'm going down a new tract. I'm hoping the sun is shining brightly tomorrow. Having old Punxatawney Phil see his shadow and scare himself back into his little hidey hole foretelling of six more weeks of cold weather? Well, that would be just about perfect since I think we've only had 6 days of cold all year. Maybe we'd have a chance of snow if we have 6 more weeks of winter. Because if we don't have some really cold days soon, you know what that means don't you? Damn the mosquitoes and full speed ahead! Yep, it'll be a really buggy summer.