Malverne Mel's Big Surprise

We were running late to the Groundhog Day celebrations last week, but just as we parked around 7 a.m., we heard Mayor Patti McDonald reading the proclamation.  What would it be?  What had Mel declared to her in the secret language of Groundhogese?

As we started making our way over to the park, the mass of groans coming from the crowd were a bad, bad sign.  Oh no!  How could he do this to me?  How could Mel emerge on a cloudy morning in February and still see his shadow?  I was hurt.  I was disappointed.  But most of all, I was cold.

I stopped a couple who were leaving the park to confirm what I thought I may have heard, and they verified the sad truth: Malverne Mel predicted six more weeks of winter...and a win by the Giants.  Well, I guess that was nice of him.  But still, I want spring!  I want to see flowers in my neighbors' flower beds and at least something better than stick-like things in my own!  I want to see people out on the streets enjoying life, children playing, and smiles on everyone's faces.

But alas and Alec Baldwin, I must wait a few more weeks.  We have had a really decent winter, knock on wood.  Compared to last winter, this one's been fantastic.  So for now I'll keep my cursing confined to Groundhogese.  That way only Mel will know I'm upset ......and Patti McDonald. 

Happy six more weeks everyone!