The weather forecast for my area today says “We don’t expect any precipitation from Mon. morning to Tues. afternoon.”
So, that fine white stuff I see falling from the sky must be some sort of hallucination, yes? Perhaps an LSD flashback from those crazy, hazy days of summer so long ago . . .
Oy vey . . . Is it just me, or is everyone sick of winter this year? I mean, more so than in past winters.
And we still have another month to go, perhaps more.
Have I mentioned that I hate winter?
Or that I have never been a big fan of Mondays?
So, snow and Monday combined makes for . . . moans . . .
Just sayin’ . . . with two songs in my heart . . .
California dreamin’, on such a winter’s day . . .
Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day . . .