More snow has fallen on the 7MSN in the past few days than it has all winter.
We're trying not to complain, as every flake of snow might mean one blade of grass come April,
but we are so ready for winter to be over.
My fondest wish is to walk outside tomorrow morning to do chores without a heavy coat.
I long for the days of shorts and flip flops. Fly masks, not so much.
Winter is boring.
It's enough to make a person want to book a vacation at the beach just to have something to look forward to.
Hank: You can't be serious.
Oh, but I am. Lucy and Ethel are going to Cozumel in 128 days. Par-ty!