Revenge of the Morbidly Obese Weather Girls

One should never mock the weather gods in New England.  Even if they happen to have blue hair and weigh in at half a ton.  Even after tax day you are never safe from snow until the Fourth of July (or is it Juneteenth now?).

And the worst part about it is that even though it’ll mostly melt later on today I have to clear the driveway to allow for safe passage of guests today.  Bring out the snow shovel.  Oh my aching back.  Damn you fat weather girls wherever you are.

Well, I don’t take back a single word of it.  If I’m going to have unearthly weather; snow in the summer or flaming meteors of bitumen I want it announced by a cheerful pretty woman who will gracefully point at the green screen and smile her blinding white smile.

 

Update:

So I finished my shoveling and decided to take a few photos of the weirdness.

 

 

Another Update:

Now you see it, and now you don’t

 

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Do You Dice
3 months ago

You could cuddle with one, they will warm you up like a furnace! 🔥

Edward Brault
Edward Brault
3 months ago

You’re not even safe on the Fourth of July. I remember taking a party of divers out on Lake Champlain on a July ’95(?) weekend, and we got hit by a snow squall just before we hit the water.