Some parts of our state saw six inches of new snow yesterday. Here in Petticoat Junction, it has been raining for four straight days, with temperatures hovering in the high 40's.
I have no flowers of which to speak, which is really unusual for this time of year. Our grass is not exactly what I would call "green", and the leaves on the trees in the yard have only just started to show any indication of buds.
I'm bummed by all of the above.
Generally, by this time in May, I am laboring over the flower boxes that line the railing on my porch.
I usually have a few vegetable plants stored in the garage, awaiting transplant in my garden.
Hugh has generally retrieved the Sea Chelle from winter storage and we are usually planning for her return to the lake by stocking up on sunscreen, new beach towels, and, tiny bottles of wine.
Most importantly, I have usually planned the inaugural Porch Night festivities for the current year.
Not feeling it.
Not feeling it at all.
On the bright side, I have been planning the tropical-themed party for the Man-Cub's Continuation, and, seeing the beach-themed props and brightly-colored decorations has gone a long way to keep me from just curling into a ball and rocking in the corner.
On the not-so-bright side, Continuation is tomorrow night, so, the weather better damn well improve over the weekend or I will have nothing to look forward to and might very well find myself in that corner.
And, we can't have that.