Nor'easter comin' in!

I will not abide any whining about winter in New England. No sir, I won't hear it. This has been the MILDEST winter I've seen in years, and though it's cold out now, it's not NEARLY as bad as some coddled whiners might make it sound. Jesus Christ, people, just wear insulated boots, layer your clothes, wear gloves. It's not that bad.

Generally, in a NORMAL New England winter, we've had enough snow and cold and dark by mid-February, even this little snowshoe hare gets a little sick of it and wants to go back to my summer coat. BUT we haven't had much of that stuff at all.

So it is with great pleasure and excitement that I'm looking forward to the Nor'easter that's supposedly on its way this weekend. Bring it on! Snow, crazy gusts of wind, ice, cold, and more snow, and more gusts of wind, and lovely winter goodness.

I have a stock of this in the house:

And this:

And this:

Will I leave the house? DOUBT IT.

Bring it, bitch.