As soon as the recent snow starts (not finishes ... starts) melting, I haul my patio table outside. First I sweep the entire patio, chucking errant branches out of my way, then I set up my seating area. After I have the two chairs in place, I sit outside and enjoy a Spring Mimosa.
Of course, the very next day it rains and the temperature drops dangerously close to the snow meter, but I am confident. After all, I didn't set up the whole patio. The grill is still tucked away near the recycling bins, and the plastic chairs are still stacked next to the grill.
I'm not completely insane. I know what happens the minute I get the patio ready for summer: BLIZZARD. That's what happens.
It looks like it might work. I hear rumor that the temperature on Tuesday will hit 80 degrees. When (not if ... when) that happens, Spring Mimosa #2 will be served.
