The Weather Hates My Guts

Bon Jovi is in 3 days. T-H-R-E-E. I am sitting here listening to "Bad Medicine" in anticipation of this event. Not ONLY am I going to see JBJ, but also all the people/places who I love in Seattle. Therefore, you can only imagine my dismay and immense frustration that it would decide to snow harder today then it has snowed in the last 2.5 months. Please note that I did not write "shock and dismay," because this is not shocking at all. Because inevitably, every time I decide to fly in the winter, Father Chrsitmas decides to dump buckets upon buckets of snow, leaving me stranded in Portland, Oregon, Bradley International Airport, Orlando, FL or any combination of the three. The real lesson here is that I should not fly, ever. Start saying your prayers (I'm Livin' on a prayer right now, hee hee) that I make it out dead or alive (hopefully alive).