Buffalo Gal

Waiting to see if Mother Nature hits us straight on or skirts up the coast and just drops a dusting.
At this point, I'm pulling for the blizzard. I'd really like a snow day. As kids that meant sledding, skating and hot chocolate. Today I'd take the latter combined with a day without responsibility or social commerce.
Chris Rhea sings about "God's Great Banana Skin," but who would have believed the skid could last this long. A big, cleansing gust may be just what I need.
Yesterday, after the concert, I saw a family walking back to their car. They dispatched the youngest to check to see whether an object poking through the snow was a stick or a fresh bloom pushing through.
I could have told them it was a stick.
But it was nice to see their are still folks who really believe spring is just around the corner.

Copyright 2005 Judi Griggs

Buffalo Gal Judi Griggs I'm a communications professional, writer, cynic, mother, wife and royal pain. The order depends on the day. I returned to my hometown in November 2004 after a couple of decades of heat and hurricanes. I can polish pristine copy, but not here. This is my morning exercise -- 20-minute takes without a net or spellcheck. It's easier than sit ups for me. No guarantee what it will be for you. Clicking on the subscribe link will send you an email notice when each new entry is posted.
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