There are just some things that are suppose to happen. The sun is suppose to rise in the east and set in the west. Reality TV shows are suppose to showcase humans at their worst. And it's suppose to be sunny and warm on Tater Day.
Apparently, the weather gods forgot to get that memo.
It's not like I'm upset that the cold rain and sleet ruined my chance to go stand on the street corner, surrounded by carnies and rebel flags. In all honesty, there was no way you were getting me near that mess in the first place. But for me Tater Day has always been the unofficial first day of Spring. Instead of being in the mood for shorts and ice cream cones, I'm now feeling the need for hot cocoa and a Snuggie. I actually considered listening to Christmas music yesterday. And that's just wrong.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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