So can somebody please give Mother Nature one? Preferably one with the North American holidays on it. And maybe a kitten or puppy one, since she would probably like one of those. Not a Sports Illustrated Swimwear one. Or maybe.
Anyways, Mother Nature seems to have lost track of the season. Sing along with me here, 'I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...'. That's WHITE Christmas. Not green. Not brown. Not even plaid. WHITE. White means snow, which we have had in abundance for a month now. Until the last day or so. Now the temperature is up to almost 11C, the birds are flying home from the south, and there's talk of an early start to baseball season. What do we have to do to get an old fashioned take-it-to-the-bank-it's-going-to-be-a-white-Christmas kind of Christmas?
Oh yeah...stop global warming. Um...never mind.
She might still like a calendar though.
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