Snowpocalypse

I've always maintained that God has a good sense of humor. This weekend's "Snowpocalypse" is yet another piece of trustworthy evidence. I am home in Alexandria, Virginia for 5 days. It is the ONLY five days I will be home between the months of November and July. This is not a mere coincidence. If you talked with me at all during my last 3 years in Connecticut, you may recall that I'm not a fan of cold weather and consequent precipitation. Actually, that would be an understatement. I hate it. If I never see another winter again, it won't be a day too soon. Thus, my recent move to Austin, Texas has helped to facilitate my necessary avoidance of said weather conditions. Therefore, it is incredibly funny to me, that on the only five days I will spend on the East Coast this winter, we were hit with a ridiculous blizzard. When I say God is funny, I mean that in the comedian-whom-you're-in-awe-of-but-don't-want-to-be-friends-with-because-you're-afraid-they'll-make-fun-of-you kind of way. Not that God is funny in a Ha-ha way. But really, a very deep, dark sense of humor.

I'm huddled by the fire and will remain so until my flight takes off - whenever that is - for warmer shores. And there I will remain, in complete mockery of those who enjoy frigid weather and unhelpful inconveniences with so much tenacity. Better you than me.