Okay, I’ve tried to be a good sport about this.
I’ve tried to say cheerfully we need a good, cold snowy winter to replenish the lake levels.
I’ve tried to be poetic about it, you can read the results in Thursday’s entries.
But I’ve been stuck in the house for two days now with a bored six year old and I’m losing my sense of humor.
I’m not asking for much. Really. I’m not even asking for double digits at this point. Just a degree or two in the positive and a wind slightly less sharp than a straight razor. That’s all, really.