Side note: legendary prognosticator Punxsutawney Phil has weighed in: we face six more weeks of winter.
Fortunately, I live in California. I’ve forgotten exactly what winter is like…
Here’s a seasonal joke for your amusement:
Over breakfast one morning, a woman said to her husband, “I’ll bet you don’t know what day this is.”
“Of course I do,” he answered as if he was offended, and left for the office.
At 10:00 a.m., the doorbell rang and when the woman opened the door, she was handed a box of a dozen long stemmed red roses. At 1:00 p.m., a foil-wrapped, two-pound box of her favorite chocolates was delivered. Later, a boutique delivered a designer dress.
The woman couldn’t wait for her husband to come home.
“First the flowers, then the chocolates and then the dress!” she exclaimed.
“I’ve never had a more wonderful Groundhog Day in my life! (source)