Note to the weather: It's May, stop snowing.

So I woke up this morning, which is always a good thing. As usual, I get up to let the dogs outside so they can chase the birds and water the lawn, and I see snow. SNOW.

Where do I live now, Canada? Is that what it's all aboot, eh? Last May I was still living in Las Vegas, and the temperature there in May is well over 600 degrees. I swear one time a couple of summers ago I was walking on the strip (in front of Caesars' Palace, I think) and it was so hot I saw a tourist just burst into flames. He yelled "I'm on fire, don't you know!" so I guess he was from Minnesota.

Anyway, now it's easy to see why everyone here in Montana has such pasty white skin. It's getting freaking ridiculous.