Like a Broken Record

I don't want to talk about the weather.

I don't want to think about Old Man Winter and Mother Nature fighting like crabby parents – and wondering why I have to choose sides when I want them both to keep quiet.

But I will because... dang. We are out to set all kinds of records around here. And not one good ones.

First, the snowfall for yesterday, when we shattered our record by 7 inches in Wisconsin Rapids.

Then, awakening to record cold this morning. Are you serious?

Winter is getting old and annoying – just like a broken record. Pun intended.

As a Wisconsinite for life, I should never really be surprised at anything that happens in any season – or the occasions when we experience all four in one week.

It's just that, well, I'm a summer girl, through and through. And Mr. Deck Chair, well, he's ready to go off the deep end.

So let's just take a collective breath – Ol' Man Winter, Mother Nature, Mr. Deck Chair, and I guess me – and let it out slowly and evenly. Then glance at the calendar. Confirm that it IS spring. Not winter. And not summer (darn).

Then be kind.

Always choose kind.