I didn’t mind last week’s cold snap. As we drove across Pennsylvania to visit the in-laws, we marveled at the snow and giggled a little at how silly it was to have snow in April. But now, it’s gone too far. A two-hour school delay in April? Snow? In mid-April? This is crazy.
I’m of a delicate constitution. I grew up in the South, where we had winter–even snow–but by now, we’d be having 60s and 70s. There’d be absolutely no chance of snow. This is killing me.
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