Snow. Ice. HATE.

Yesterday was a lovely day. Nice and sunny. Very spring-like weather. The temperature hovered somewhere in the low 50s (around 10 C). I opened the windows and aired out the house. It was marvelous. Booboo was extremely excited to be sitting on his window seat and feel the wind blow through his fur. Oh, how I miss yesterday.

Today is hell frozen over. It's windy, snowy, icy and icky. I'm not happy. I've heard nothing but sirens all day. No one was expecting this. Light snow and rain, my ass. Everyone's home and staying home. It's not safe with all of the ice on the roads and all of the cars slipping and smacking into each other. The worst part? The shoveling that will have to be done. There isn't enough snow out there for the snow blower. And the wind is insane. My poor cheeks will receive a beating from the snow being whipped at them. At least I'll be getting some exercise. Something I haven't been getting lately.

On a cheerier note: I couldn't resist. I already posted my bit of bad writing over at Inferior Ink. The deadline's Saturday, I know. Not rushing anyone else. I just had to post. Had to.