Hello, spring?

When the temperature hit 70 in March, I knew it would end up snowing at least once more before spring really hit. But this is kind of ridiculous. Flurries my ass--this is full-on snow, complete with messy driving, accumulation and flakes the size of quarters. I’m trying to be Zen about it but I really just want to go back to bed and curl up with the cats and a good book. Either that or flee to a warm, sunny place where the weather gods don’t play mean-spirited jokes just to see how many people they can send over the edge of insanity.