ENOUGH.

OK, we get it. Snowmageddon again. Snowpocalypse. Snowprahwinfrey. Whatever you want to call it. It's here and we have to deal with it, and maybe even some more before the weekend.

Somewhere Al Gore is chuckling, "I told you so." Sheesh.

SURRENDER!

OK. Enough already. I'm done with this white stuff.

I've baked enough oatmeal cookies to lower the cholesterol of every fat, lazy, self-important legislator in New Jersey AND Pennsylvania. I've made ednough soup and chili to float and fart myself into oblivion. Really. I'm still not tired of making pizza with my kids, or reading to them all morning and afternoon, snuggled under blankets on the couch in the den, as we like to do.

But c'mon now. Enough is enough. I give in , Mother/Father/Uncle/Cousin/Crotchety Old Neighbor Nature. You win. Now gimme back my driveway.