A Snowflake On My Weather App...

Would someone please explain to me why there is a snowflake on my weather app? The Wednesday in question here is March the 21st....as in the Wednesday after St. Patrick’s Day, as in less than two weeks before my birthday...that Wednesday.

Spare me the lectures about how complaining about the weather is stupid and how by the end of June I’ll be complaining about how hot it is. I don’t want to hear any sanctimonious blather about how we should be living in the moment and demonstrate gratitude for each day as a gift from God. Although these sentiments might be true, it doesn’t change the fact that there is a snowflake on my weather app for March the 21st. 

Listen, I don’t live in Maine. If I did and I woke up on March the 21st and it was snowing and seven degrees outside I would shrug it off and figure that’s what I get for living in Maine anytime other than summer. No, I live in Virginia, land of all things in moderation. We have winter, sure. Matter of fact we actually have all four distinct seasons here, unlike Southern California which is always lovely and pleasant, or Maine where there’s three months of summer two months of mud and seven months of winter. Here in the Commonwealth, we pride ourselves on a moderate winter, delightful fall foliage, a brief but pollen-caked spring, and a hot and humid summer. Sure, every now and then we get a freak snow storm in March, but it’s usually in the first week or so of the month, in the single digit days. But, the 21st ?? This is an unacceptable outrage. First, UVA gets humiliated by a 16 seed in the tournament, and now there’s a snowflake on my weather app. I smell the wrath of God...