Who Ordered All The Snow?

If I could find the person who ordered all the snow, I would drag them out on their front lawn and beat them with a snow shovel. I could have cried on Sunday when I looked out our window and saw about a foot and a half of snow. I think my dad actually may have cried. All the poor birds looked so confused, like "Why the hell did I come back for this crap?"

One good thing about all this snow is that it made for what was perhaps the most serene grocery shopping experience of my entire life. I think Mike and I may have been the only shoppers at Wegmans on Sunday evening. Usually I hate grocery shopping, but we were able to do our big monthly grocery buy in under 35 minutes, which may be a record for us.