Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow -- NOT!

Inevitably, about this time of year someone will lament "no White Christmas?"

I always think that person is either a recluse or has been brainwashed by one too many a chorus of the Irving Berlin song.

I live in upstate New York--in a snow belt.  The words "lake-effect snow" petrify me.

My ideal Christmas is sunny, the grass is green, and the forecast says clear skies for the foreseeable future.  It's happened more than once--and those are the Christmases I love the best.  No skidding down icy roads doing those last-minute errands or visiting friends and relatives.  No shoveling and heart attacks.

While today's forecast is NOT  for mega inches of the stuff, I know it's on the way.  It's just waiting to catch me/us offguard.  And then . . .

ARRRRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So shut up Bing, Rosemary, Danny and Vera!  Stop!  Go away!!

Am I the only one already longing for spring?