dear mother nature:

i sure hope you're not done.

because if that was truly the

"blizzard of the century"

you've got some pretty low expectations.

come on lady!

i'm waiting for snow up to my hips 

and the only form of travel to be

inflated tires, toboggans, and sleds.

perhaps a sleigh drawn by horses.

seriously though.

i expected more from you.

don't be a let down like your brother*.

*father time and that whole y2k disappointment.
i don't want to talk about it right now.
still too fresh.