Feb 22, 2013
March comes but once a year—thankfully Most of my friends know I hate March. For me, living through that month in Wisconsin is akin to eating pizza every morning for 31 days—pizza topped with moldy cheese and raw squid sprinkled with lint. Every year, I long for April like Romeo longed for Juliet. The NIV Bible mentions snow 23 times; 21 times in the Old...