Snow, snow, snow

I am not a fan of snow.  I'm even less of a fan when the kids have yet to have 1 complete week of school since the start of second quarter.  Couple that with a croupy toddler, and ridiculously cold temps (yes, I'm aware snow and cold go hand in hand), and I am just too through.

I was able to venture out to MOPS today, thank goodness.  I left Monkey with the Major so that he didn't infect any of his little friends, and I headed out into the frigid winter day.  On my way home, I saw (and accidentally almost killed... but only almost) a group of big, fat robins hanging out on the street.  (In fairness, I only almost killed just one, but I checked the rear view, and he survived it.)  I'll bet those robins are pretty ticked at whoever their little meteorologist robin is.   Who sent them here this early?  Did they form a little bird mob, and have him tarred and... well... unfeathered?  They looked stunned and were definitely moving pretty slowly, hence the near death experience of the big guy.  Are there rules about whether or not they can leave if they get here and are met with unexpected weather?  Can they head back to the south or wherever they flew in from?  Is there some kind of policy that prevents them from bailing?  Because if not, I would totally fly the crap out of here.   I'm just sayin'.  

I need to be able to make it to Bible Study on Thursday morning.  I need more time with my new friend, Gym.  I need to feel some heat other than from the heated seats in the car.  Although, truth be told, I am a HUGE fan of my butt warmers, but not such a fan of my huge butt, which is why I need continued time with Gym.  

I am aware that I have moved in the rambling section of this blog, but I am trying to stay awake until Major gets home from work.  I hate to be one of those mothers, but her being out there driving in this mess makes me a nightmare.  I'll sign off before I come up with even worse gibberish.  Good night, all!