You know, I've come to accept a pretty wide range of neurotic weather behavior living in Michigan my whole life.
And I even handled the whole -20F temperature thing with a fair amount of grace (which translates to minimal swearing).
But now its snowing...sideways.
Its coming down at a fairly impressive clip, has been all day, and every time I let Dooley out for potty I'm sure I'm going to get frostbite on the spot. (Strangely enough it does not deter little man. He doesn't mind the snow or the frigid temperatures. In fact, he'll linger outside to play in this weather. It still amazes me.)
Hey Mother Nature, if you're listening...we cry uncle already! Go play with some other states now, I think you've tortured us plenty for a while.