Poor February. Not only does it have the designation of being the shortest month of the year, but it also has a weird pronunciation. Sandwiched in between the excitement of the New Year and the arrival of spring, little February is undoubtedly the longest month of the year...every year. There's Valentine's Day and Fat Tuesday and President's Day (and Tillie's birthday for our family) to try and take our minds off of the fact that this month--although it looks short on the calendar--will drag on endlessly. But nothing seems to help. February also happens to be the coldest month in a lot of places. I realize for Austin that means highs in the 60s, so I have no reason to complain, but I can think back to my days in New York City when February brought record snowstorms and weeks of temperatures below freezing. February...are you over yet?
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