Midgie, I am sorry. There is still a lot of snow on the ground. You will not win the When When Contest.
Mom did her taxes yesterday, so she is feeling very good about herself. And she went food hunting and got the Metal Masheen serviced and fed, and paid the Mr Bills. Today we will watch the tennis at Indian Wells and Mom will work in the sewing studio. Later Mom will put a real live dead chick-hen in the hot-as-hell box for dinner. No green beer for us.