The fact that Winter hasn’t reared her ugly head yet is weirding me out. Growing up we would have enough snow to make hollowed out snow caves and it never melted, it was there all year! But now I am looking at my ugly yellow hibernating grass in my back yard and wondering what happened to it all?
Now, I believe in Global Warming (or whatever new name they have given it now) and not because of the politics, or because I am super smart at Science (see previous post, they go hand in hand) but because it makes sense.
You can’t shoot whatever chemicals you want into the sky and not have some form of a repercussion. It could have been doughnuts falling every day at 2pm for all I know, but instead it decided to screw us over and kill our whether patterns,
And as my six year old remarked from the back seat the other day “Mom, this winter sucks, there is no snow or anything.” I couldn’t help but nod my head as I drove to work in a jacket, in 55 degree weather.
This Winter does suck.
It all started with a birthday present: a little book I wrote for my grandfather, helped along by a little bit of performing experience and a whole lot of love. It has since evolved. Get to know the woman behind the words. 
