Welcome back winter. Like the eye of a hurricane, these past couple of days were nothing more than a calm in the middle of the maelstrom that is New England winter. Frigid cold, heavy snow, tired plow drivers, frustrated people...it's all back this week.One little bit of silver though, our little ones are already home so no worry about more snow days piling up. Tonight the temperature is already at 13 degrees with a -6 degree wind chill. Ah, the wind. Such a welcome sound to the stranded sailor on the South Pacific. Not so much here. While I write this I can hear my furnace struggling to keep it at bay, spending our money at rate faster than a slot machine at Foxwoods. Ugh!
Where are all the global warming fanatics now? Isn't it curious how we only here from them during the inevitable heat waves in July? I swear this winter is their fault. Mother Nature has an uncanny way of constantly contradicting the crazies among us who think they know better. As for that stupid oversized rat in Pennsylvania, will someone please shoot him and make some sort of hot stew out of him, please?
So here we are again. Shuttered inside our homes as winter rages outside. At least it isn't November with all of Winter's fury ahead. It's February, and in a few weeks nights like these will be a memory...for a few months anyway. Until then there is nothing to do but hope the walls stay intact and the trees don't come crashing down. Yeah, welcome back winter, thanks for nothing.
