Sick of No Snow

I'm sick of no snow. The white stuff never sticks to the ground or whitens our world. We peer out the

window at drab, weedy grass. Every night, the news reports of the massive snow storms across the country, but nobody talks about us. The snow swept north across Missouri and blanketed Atlanta to the south. Even the Sunshine state saw white. It's as if there's a little ring of nothing surrounding Memphis, Tennessee.

It's the same pattern over and over again. Cold enough to change precipitation into a powdery white, but noooooo. Our skies are as dry as Gun Barrel City, Texas on a Sunday morning. As soon as the temperature rises above freezing, rain pounds the city. In fact, it pounded so hard at 33º, we figured it would ice over at night and keep us out of school. Ya think? The temp rose to the forties until all moisture was gone. Now, we're down to 23º. What's in store for the week? 

Cold enough to snow if it weren't for the sun symbol peaking out behind the clouds. When the temps drop that low, we might as well get snow and stay home. Precipitation will return as soon as the temperature warms up, and I will have to go to work another day.

It's not just kids who dream of snow days.

But wait . . .
     driving home from work tonight, I saw a few flurries.

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                    It's already stopped, and this isn't pretty. :(