So apparently that lovely little groundhog Punxsutawney Phil didn’t see his shadow yesterday… I however am not convinced. Considering we are currently in the middle of a recording-breaking winter strangely reminiscent of The Day After Tomorrow, I find the glorified and amusingly iconic rodent to be, well,  full of it. I mean, unlike the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy, we actually see this one in person every year, and we’ve only been forecast an early spring about 18 times in the history of Groundhog Day. I do pray that we are miraculously blessed with an early spring, but I won’t be placing my trust in an oversized subway rat anytime soon. Now to go buy myself some Hunter Boots so I can battle the sidewalk glaciers.