I have a Masters’s Degree, climbed up the corporate ladder to vice president, and have kept two kids alive and well for almost 20 years, yet I can’t figure out Groundhog Day. I can’t wrap my brain around why we allow a little rodent-like creature to determine when to put away our snow boots. It is Still a School Day I am going to try to make some sense of this holiday. I apologize if I am offending anyone. Although, I can’t imagine who I would be offending. Groundhogs? The monopoly-men-looking dudes in top hats and tuxedos? What are You Talking About Phil? First of all, I never understand the outcome. It happens every year. Am I just a dope? When Punxsutawney Phil sees his shadow, what does that mean? When the overzealous news announcers tell us Phil saw the shadow and we have six more weeks of winter, I…