I just saw a picture from Vermont. Of snow falling. Today.

That’s it. I’m going into hiding. I will reemerge come Opening Day. In the meantime, feel free to visit my place. Bring cider, rum and movies.

Dear Mother Nature: remember our deal. I am not to see snowfall until after my birthday. You have a few more days to wait, thank you very much.

In unrelated news, it’s nice to see a professional athlete cry and kiss his mother when he’s insanely happy and disbelieving. I was so happy for Pierce and the boys tonight. I may or may not have cheered from my perch on my couch (hint: totally did).