Two days ago it was eighty degrees out. EIGHTY. My son sat on our front steps with his shirt off, eating an ice-cream sandwich.
Now it's snowing. Henry's school is canceled. No. This is ridiculous. Cut it out, weather.
All I can say now is, there's a new post over at AlphaMom today. I've got some things to say to Garrison Keillor, over there. If it turns out he's responsible for this weather, he's in big trouble.
Tell me what you're doing this weekend. It better be good, or I can't say what I'll do.