Snow should: float prettily through the sky, enchanting people with its dance among the billions of other tiny white wonders.
Snow shouldn't: pelt through the air and mix with rain at sharp angles.
Snow should: glitter attractively on the ground and dazzle everyone.
Snow shouldn't: become slushy and heavy and wet. ON MY CAR. WHILE DRIVING.
Snow should: settle lightly on heads and shoulders and melt softly while making people look cute and slightly more attractive to the desired sex.
Snow shouldn't: settle heavily on my hair, melt quickly and make me look like a drowned rat.
Snow should: come in December; during the holidays so we can sing "White Christmas" and "Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!" and get warm fuzzies from seeing it glittering on our front porches and the trees outside.
Snow shouldn't: come in November or earlier. Stupid snow. Being all wet and dumb and making me panic on the eve before I'm to head to Wisconsin on a very big mission.
I need out of the UP. Stat. That is all.
Ciao, dahling!
~*Krissy*~