And no, I'm not talking about the Super Bowl. I didn't really care which team won.
I'm talking about the rain falling outside that was supposed to have been at least mixed with a little snow. The local weather guys were practically salivating last night at the prospect of a little of the white stuff, but noooooo. Just rain.
I know, I'm silly to wish for snow in Alabama. It only mucks everything up. But it's so rare down here that just the prospect of it is enough to make me giddy, and having the rug pulled out from under me, as usual, still stinks.