The only person really happy about this turn of events is the weatherman, who gets more face time on tv and must be trying for a Pullitzer, or at least some "best coverage on a springtime snowstorm" award, going by the urgency and the drama in his voice. P summed up how the rest of us feel with this commentary: "I doth protest this offense to my sensibilities." Well said, well said.
The bad news is it's going to get worse before it gets better. (What? Did he just say TEN inches???) The good news is it's spring, at least according to the calendar, and technically speaking, it shouldn't hang around for too long.
And all things considered, it does seem rather poignant to look out the window on Good Friday - the day our Savior took our sins upon Himself, making our forgiveness both possible and complete - and see a fresh, clean blanket of pure white snow.
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