Mother Freakin' Nature

Why does Mother nature insist on being so contrary? All I wanted for Christmas was a little of the white stuff to make everything look clean and pretty on Christmas morning. Was that too much to ask? I think not.

So, why did I get a green Christmas, a green Boxing Day and a buried in 4 feet of snow 27 December? We can barely see the front road it is blowing so bad. Angela's truck , parked nearest to the house, is almost buried in snow. All I can say is thank God Dad, Mike and Pete are all here because I don't plan on doing any shovelling!