Not goin' out without a fight

We went to the clinic this afternoon for Marvi's well visit.

Nothing.

Isaak met up with us about twenty minutes later.

Still nothing.

By the time we left the immunization clinic, within a span of about 15-20 minutes.

Covered.

There were big white fluffy snowflakes being dumped out of the sky at monstrous proportions. And the brown earth that I had grown used to seeing the past two weeks lay once again covered under snow.

Upon seeing this Sydaleigh literally started crying. She cried all the way to the car telling me, "I thought spring was coming!" in her most dejected voice possible.

My sentiments exactly honey.

But I know Nebraska too well to think that two weeks of relative bliss in the middle of winter could mean spring was in the foreseeable future. Nebraska does not take kindly to being ripped out of weeks worth of winter and general misery.

So, if this grand state has to dump henoious amounts of snow in a matter of minutes to make up for what it lost the past two weeks...by golly she will.

 (an hour's worth of snow and not a speck of grass in sight.)

This winter is not goin' out without a fight.