Putting out an All Points Bulletin

Ok, between you and me, this weather is starting to make me want to say a very bad word.

Last week I was pretty much walking around in my shorts for a couple of days. My cold cold heart was thawing out. I could smell the beginning part of the smell of dirt again. Hope was awakening in my boosem, buzum, boozum, breast. And i was beginning to think we had made it though another long winter.

Then came Friday, and SNOW.

But that was ok, it was just a hiccup on the road to springtime.

Then came the COLD.

Now it's in the -20C's again. People are skiing again!!

I'm trying to wear my summer jacket in the mornings, only to find the van seat hard again, and the steering wheel frozen, so you can only hold it with the tips of your fingers.

Tonight it's getting cold out, and I'm tired of being played the yoyo ing fool.

C'MON SPRING, WHERE ARE YOU?!!?!

Talk to me already. Are you dead on some road down in Central America where you stopped to pick up some hitchhiker who turned out to be a dangerous hottie?

Or did you stop for what, just one drink with Winter who was passing you on the way south? One thing led to another, and you woke up in some Ecuadorian prison??

I understand, stuff happens. But dude, you gotta get moving. I'm suppose to lead a Easter Sunrise service in about a weeks time, and I'll be jiggered if I have to do it in a full body snowsuit, just because you got distracted by a pretty weather system.

If you need to raise some bail money I know some Canadians who would probably be willing to chip in. (We just don't want this to become a habit, you know?)

It's pee or get off the pot time dude. Let's get moving or else we might start looking around for a new season to take your place.

 

UPDATE: It snowed last night. Alright Spring, you are off my Christmas card list.