February Blues

This has been the most fucked up winter I've ever had in my entire life.

Well...I've only had eight winters so far, so I guess I don't really have a good comparison. But still, I think it's totally fucked up.

First of all, how in the hell could you have eight inches of snow in November...in Virginia? Yes, it was November, don't you be arguing with me! I remembered because my mum was here and she was running around like a mad five-year-old because that was probably the second time she has seen snow in her whole life. First was probably Northern China. Or Japan. Or somewhere around there. Hey, they're all the same, right? But anyway, I'm getting distracted here. The snow stuck for more than two weeks, at least in some parking lots, because it did in mine.

So then, my second question...how could you only have ten inches of snow in February?? And that lasted, oh, about two hours? 7:30 in the morning, and I was in heaven. Walking around in my Snoopy pajamas and a giant ski jacket that I stole from my brother, I was taking pictures of all the whites. Man, it was oh so pwetty! Two hours later, drip-drip-drip. Gone. My pretty white snow was gone. All gone.

I guess that's just the way it is down here. My coleagues warned me about the unpredictable Virginia weather. But come on! This has been the suckiest skiing season ever! Disappointing...just disappointing.