“Son of a…”
-Detective M. looking out the window
Ok, Mother Nature, you obviously didn’t get the message earlier, either that or you’re just a sadistic psycho wench, so I’m going to make this as clear as I can.
KNOCK IT OFF WITH THE SNOW. IT IS FREAKING MID-APRIL. There should be blue skies with plenty of clouds, flowers shooting up left and right, and cheerful springtime animals starting to frolic about. What twisted alternate time warp are you in? Have you no sympathy for people’s feelings, let alone the calendar? I am getting sick of packing up winter sweaters only to drag them out of the closet for 48 hours at a time. Is there someone else up there we can talk to, because you clearly aren’t managing to get your job done. To summarize, showers are permissible, blizzards are not. Fix it. Now.
Small Dog Syndrome 
It seems like everybody always forgets how crazy the weather always is in April. It just is, sorry to rain on your parade. I mean it happens every so often that they get snow in May around here. It’s the hazard of being in the mountains. Sorry. On the plus side, it doesn’t stick around nearly as long as it does most of the rest of the year.
*sigh* I had to drive in that stuff last night. From Salt Lake. At midnight. 😦