I want to be a weather forecaster – the only job, perhaps besides being a columnist, that you never have to be right.
I have to admit, I like the absurdity of the school bus stop picture this morning. One in snow pants, one in shorts. Before you alert child protective services because he is in shorts in the snow, this is nothing new. He’s worn them all winter. But I do draw the line for summer apparel at 20 degrees. Otherwise, I’ll pick my battles. He’s a teenager, what can I say?
Just when you thought spring had sprung. . . Mother Nature just laughs at us. She’s a real mother too.