Snowman Migration

I have never been a superstitious person and, to be completely honest, usually scoff at those who are.  I remember well frustrating a specific friend for refusing to draw an imaginary "X" across his windshield after a black cat crossed our path.  (How can anything related to a kitty be bad luck any way?).  That said, the never-ending snow has made me rethink a few of my attitudes.  I took my snowflake decorations down before Christmas break just in case they were encouraging snow, but many of you are aware of my 100% success rate with magic snowflakes, so I'm not calling that superstition.  That's caution.  My adorable little snowman made of paper snowflakes who's been greeting visitors at my front door, though, is uncharted territory.  I've never made snowmen before so I have no data to examine and hypothesize their impact on the weather.  This being the case, I decided to err on the side of caution and take him down as well and, while yesterday was Snowman Burning Day according to the Wacky Holiday Calender, I didn't have it in me to burn him.  He was far too cute.  So this morning I put him in an envelope with a few of my previously mentioned snowflakes that were too pretty to toss and sent them to Missouri.  Now I realize this may affect the unusually warm temperatures down south and am prepared to accept full responsibility for any winter relapse that occurs.  I will not, however, have any regrets.