Groundhog Day.

Honestly, what the hell is wrong with that rodent.

Winter should be over some time around July, apparently

No matter. I bought new boots and a new winter coat and headed off to Quebec with my officemates for a weekend of fun in the sun snow.

When the going gets cold,
Canadians laugh.

(that’s a myth … we sit in a corner and weep)

We stayed at a beautiful resort in the Laurentides and it was postcard perfect with fresh snow blanketing most of the Province.

I could have just stayed in my gorgeous room for the weekend and been perfectly content watching the falling snow outside my window.
Perfectly content, and WARM.

It was a fun weekend, but that “fresh” snow that I mentioned ended up causing havoc everywhere and flights were cancelled all over Canada and the US. I spent an extra night in a not quite as nice room beside the airport, but eventually made my way home, none the worse for wear.

And apparently, we had gotten a bit of snow at home too.

It’s been a crazy month though, and all of that snow quickly gave way to warmer temps.
(which also gave way to flooding and chaos, but whatever … warmth!)

Sunshine, sweet sunshine.

And then, one morning last week, I discovered I had my OWN personal Groundhog and that he too is as dumb as his weather-predicting cousins.

Or is he.

The snow is gone. The other day I didn’t have to wear a coat. The snow is GONE.

Craziness.

As I type this though, it’s beginning to snow.

Figures.

And that concludes your February Weather Update (what a snorefest – honestly, are you even still awake? my deepest apologies for this half-ass post). Tara is up next in our photo circle, so go pay her a visit and tell her I said hi. She’s infinitely more interesting than this, I promise, AND extremely talented.

Go. Now.