Here where hell has frozen over in New England, we're accustomed to long snowy winters. We have a plan to deal with all the snow that falls. We have our ways of staying warm and (slightly)cheery through the dark winter months, like chili, warm fires and Irish coffee (or so I hear). New England even has it's own official motto that I think is all about surviving winter. {It says so on Wikipedia, so it's absolutely true.} It's this: An appeal to heaven. It isn't perfectly clear what our forefathers meant, but I bet the appeal was similar to my winter plea : Please God, make this shitty weather stop. At our house, we have a plan for … [Continue reading]
