Snow Snow Snow Ahhhhhh **** it.

I don't know how you all feel, but I vote we skip spring and head right into summer.  I love Jersey, I have always loved Jersey and I will always love Jersey, but if I hit the lottery tomorrow, I will buy the house in the south of Spain, the condo on Miami Beach, and the Desert hideaway in New Mexico or Arizona so that I can spend any month that has the potential to snow in a warm environment.  Possibly, I might even buy the other beachfront condo in Australia to guarantee that I'll have a warm place to spend the winter.  This sucks!  I am at that ripe age when the extra weight on the shovel can turn into a wait in the cardiac unit.  It reminds me of all the Louis L'Amour books I read as a kid that referred to a shovel as an idiot stick.  A stick with a shovel on one end and an idiot on the other.  I WAS that idiot far too often this winter, and that's in addition to the hundreds of dollars I have paid people to shovel when I was too tired or lazy to do it myself. Oh well, now they are saying we may get some more on Wednesday, that means I have one MegaMillions and one Powerball Jackpot to change my life before the next snow.  Wish me luck!