I'm dreaming of a...

So, I woke up this morning
and I looked outside and
*SURPRISE!*
it was snowing.
Not small, ambiguous pieces of precipitation...
NO, it was the big, fat cotton ball sized stuff.
Serious snow.
And I thought
'Ohmygosh! I must have shopping to do
and cookies to bake
and a tree to trim
because surely Christmas has been
moved up to April this year!'

And while this thought
did not make me
the tiniest bit happy,
I did give myself a smug little back pat
for not having taken down
last year's Christmas lights.