I'd Gladly Pay you Tuesday

 

For a hamburger today....

Seems that is the story around here, through no one's fault, but discouraging all the same.

The things we look forward to the most end up shuffled aside by unavoidable delays, until it feels like a never ending weather report.

You know how it is. You look at the forecast, and although today, tomorrow, and the next day will be cold with wind and gloom and doom, the prophets are promising a day in the 40s next Tuesday. You grimace and figure that, as miserable as today's weather is, you can soldier through til Tuesday and it will probably be worth it.

Then they change the forecast. The forties melt away like icicles in June, until just more cruddy winter weather looms as far as the eye can see.

Believe it or not, when I started this post, they actually were promising a day in the 40s next week, but by the time I had typed this it was already backed down into the 30s. I'll bet by the time Tuesday rolls around we will be looking at either another named winter storm or single digit temperatures again.

I feel like Charlie Brown out in the yard while Lucy holds his football, except that it is too cold for football or much of anything else out there right now.

Now I will stop whining and drag on another layer of insulation against the sunrise frost

Stay warm, dear friends, stay warm. And for the love of Pete, I wish everybody would stay well for a couple of weeks too.