Today is the last day of March. It’s opening day, with the first pitch of the season being thrown in ball parks across America. All signs point to spring, right?
Yesterday I didn’t believe it when I heard that snow was forecasted, but it happened. This morning (veeeery early this morning) when I went to boot camp there was frost on my windshield. I refused to scrape it off in protest of the late-March frost.
And guess who has a very wintery cold? Meghan. At her check up on Tuesday, the doctor said, “Looks like she’s getting a runny nose.” I didn’t think too much of it, but by Tuesday evening she was coughing and yesterday it was clear that she’s definitely got a cold.