We received about 4 inches of wet heavy snow today. The commute home was a miserable mess with cars off the roads and slow going. It’s March 23, 2011 and since I’ve lived in NY for as long as I can remember, I’m not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. 

Spring officially started this past Sunday at 7:30pm, so it was inevitable that we would get snow this week. It’s not uncommon to have snow on the ground at Easter time. 

Earlier today someone made the comment that we live in NY and should just deal with it. I don’t want to deal with it!  I want to plant my garden. I want to wear my shorts and sit by the fire at night looking at the stars while complaining about the bugs eating me alive. 

I shoveled my driveway, but I didn’t enjoy it. I complained the whole time like a petulant child. 

But I’m getting even. We have 3 huge pots of tulips growing indoors. They are just starting to open up and they are absolutely beautiful – my way of giving mother nature the finger. 

Writing this makes me feel a little better. I doubt mother nature cares too much what I think or how I feel. I suppose I should just enjoy the day for what it is, rain, snow or sun.