Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my sublime snow bunnies! How are you? Well, I guess we shouldn’t complain too much about this storm. We haven’t had that much snow this winter, and a few whoppers are part of just about every winter in Wisconsin. I joined the humble ranks of Ms. kk and others yesterday by slipping in the snow and falling on my arse. Oh my! I should have seen that coming. Not enough coffee. Or too much potion the night before. Be very careful out there my dear, dear irregulars! The snow can get you in more ways than one. Someone please remind me why I’m still living here . . .

How about that Super Duper Bowl on Sunday? The New Orleans Saints have won their very first one. I did see that coming. Especially after their owner, Mr. Benson, contacted me about making sure that they win. Ahem. A woman’s gotta do what a woman’s gotta do to keep body and soul together. Besides, the Saints deserved it, right?

There were no Super Bowl ads in the inbox this week, my dears.

For some reason, my mind is snowbound. Yes, it’s obvious that we’ve had a winter storm, but I can think of almost nothing else. And I don’t even have that big of a stake in it, other than my sore rump. I don’t have to shovel or plow the stuff. I can easily wait until the roads and other areas are cleared. In fact, I slept yesterday like I haven’t in years. After that, I chatted with neighbors. It was kind of nice, the way the snow slows things down.

So how did you spend your snow day? Were you off from work or did you battle the elements to get there and back? How was it? Are you off today? Please tell us do.

Meanwhile, here are some famous faces and voices from the previous generation in a scene from the movie White Christmas. Oh my, they are actually looking forward to snow. How Hollywood glamorizes everything!



Thank you for reading my blog this week. I love all of you and want you, again, to be careful in the snow today. If you have elderly or disabled neighbors, perhaps you could look in on them and make sure that they’re all right. Please forgive other drivers who are idiots in the snow, for they know not what they are doing. Be extra careful around plows and say a prayer of thanks for all of the city, county, state, and utility employees out there doing their jobs.

Please forward your belated Christmas lists and letters to Santa to: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

I love chatting with you. I’ll talk to you again next week, my dears. Right now, I have to go soak my rear. Telefunken!