Don't let the door hit you....

Today is the last day of February. I wrote here, more than once, about my dislike for this month, which is probably why it proceeded this year to kick my butt more than ever. Snow? Check. Bitter cold? Yep. Sick toddler/husband? You bet. But now, it is almost over. And even the fact that they are calling for more snow on Tuesday is not enough to take away my joy. I don't care if March isn't different at ALL, other than in name. Because it's March. And by the end of it, usually, it feels more l...