I don't hate Connecticut. It's a beautiful place. But the snow's just plain obnoxious. Not only that, but the local weathermen (and before you accuse me of being sexist, there are no female on-air meteorologists on the local stations...at least I haven't seen any) couldn't forecast the outcome of the Dallas Cowboys playing a flag football game against the local senior citizens retirement center. They suck. We were supposed to get 1-3" of snow overnight and into today. By 8:24 a.m., we had 3". It stopped snowing for 27 minutes. It hasn't stopped since.
Because melting snow tends to flood our cellar (apparently, it's a "cellar" if you store bottles of good wine down there), it's necessary to sweep/shovel the back deck to keep this terribly obnoxious frozen crud from filling downstairs with waist-deep water when it eventually melts. I've swept the deck 58 times today.
The good news is, it's not all that freakin' cold. It's been in the mid-30s for most of the day. I can't believe I just wrote that..."it's not all that cold." Phft...in Houston, I'd be wearing an Elmer Fudd hat and all my camo gear...4-5 layers at a minimum. Today, I'm wearing jeans, an Under Armor long sleeve shirt and a vest. Oh, and my "Robert Trent Jones Golf Trail" knit hat.
I hear the summers are nice.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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