Nature has it in for me, me and me alone. The last few days have been glorious, blue skies and temps up in the 50s. I've been keeping an eagle eye on the weather reports, hoping nothing would change in the next few days that would delay our Christmas again. Why, Nature? Why would you throw a rainstorm on Friday and dump snow on Saturday, just when my Kids are (or were) coming up? It's hard not to take it personally, just when I've got my herd of cats finally organized and headed up the hill on an actual holiday. Weathermen have been wrong before, and Nature is notorious for playing games with me. I'm sure that if I call off the gathering for this weekend and postpone it until who knows when, Nature will grin an evil grin if she brings a sunny, dry day. At the same time, I don't want the Kids driving in bad weather on our icy back roads. Aarrgh. White Christmas, phooey!
I guess I'll forge ahead with prep like I had good sense and hope for the best. Maybe Nature is just playing a joke on me and will relent this weekend. Maybe.