Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware

Who really cares.  It contained entirely too much snow.  Sweetums was not happy.  I was ready to shoot him and put him out of my misery.  I haven’t seen my children since Christmas.  Every time I make plans, there’s snow.  I do not like snow.  It is very difficult for me to get around.  My son lives in a row house on a narrow side street.  There isn’t any room for piling snow.  I  really need to see him.  He has a mortgage  now and panics just like his Father.  He wants my help with his taxes.  I just hope he finds a calm wife before I turn senile.  He’s going to need someone.  For now, barring any snow, I’m going on Wednesday.  The only time that I can remember snow in April was my fifth birthday party.  And I am older than dirt, don’t you know.

  Nesting goose