Dear Utah,

Holy smack, you are so bipolar. Last week you brought the temp up to the 60s and 70s. I was soooo happy I could have cried. You were so nice to me those couple of days. Then shabam! It was gone. You are dark and cold now. You snowed allll day yesterday! Even with my hood up on my jacket you still managed to fling your snowflakes straight into my face and land ever so stupidly on my bangs and eyelashes. Thanks. Then I wake up today to wet, cold snow flurries which makes it super miserable to feed the doggies outside. This would be expected in the Winter, but NEWSFLASH, it's NOT Winter anymore! I'm pretty sure I've forgotten what the sun feels like. You've proven your point... you are crazzzy and bipolar. Please find it in you heart to BRING ON SUMMER. Or Spring for that matter! I'll take any sunshine I can get. And PLEASE make it over at least 65 degrees. It's 34 right now, and I'm super not happy about that.

Your angry friend,

Malisa