Alright. I’m ready to get off this ride for a while.

I have had the luxury of calling Alabama home for most of my life and, given the “normal” climate, have always been excited about looking out my front window and seeing a nice, fluffy layer of snow on the lawn.

It was something growing up we never had and throwing a snowball at your unsuspecting best friend (or sister) would have been a dream come true.

Well, now that I am old enough to know better and having experienced enough snow while living in Virginia, I am in no way excited about the possibility of snow and ice over the next few days.

Nope. Not one bit.

When it comes to the debate about global warming, I have always tended to side with those in the scientific community, rather than the hysteria often created by those in public office.

But, given the winter weather we have already experienced this winter, I am actually cheering for a few more cubic tons of greenhouse gases.

I am quickly developing a condition that can only be cured by a few days at the beach and a few rounds of chasing — and losing — golf balls. Both of which are made far less enjoyable when the daily high reaches the high 30s and the wind teeters on tropical storm strength.

As everyone goes about trying to lead a normal routine over the next few days, please take care and do your best to remain safe in what is expected to be unusual driving conditions.

Then again, what may be known as unusual conditions are quickly becoming “usual.”

We might as well go ahead and invest in some snow chains for our tires, sleds for our children and odd-looking toboggans for our heads.

Alright. I’m ready to get back on the ride now.

I’ve complained enough. I’ve got to go find my goulashes, snow shovel and convince my dog it’s OK to go outside.

Heck, he at least has a fur coat.