I used to love winter. Playing in the snow was a great adventure, having school delayed or cancelled always added an element of wonderful surprise (except when we lived in Wisconsin--in Wisconsin, they know how to handle snow. Two flakes hit the ground and a D-Day Invasion's worth of snow-clearing equipment hits the roads. I don't think we had one "snow day" the entire time my family lived there, even through the Blizzard of '79 was the only time I've seen comparable snowfall here in Indiana), and watching big fluffy flakes drift down to create mysterious mounds of white and turn cars and shrubs into indistinguishable masses was entertainment that no tv show could rival.
But I'm old now. And I'm tired of having to scrape five inches of snow off my car every day, or a quarter inch of ice every night, or both. I hate having to step gingerly across sidewalks and parking lots lest I fall and break something. I hate the creaking sound the metal of my car makes when it's 10° and I hit a pothole. I hate winter.
School was cancelled today due to the snow, my car looks like the world's largest pillow, and I have to go to work. I don't want to. I want to be a kid, with a free day, able to bundle up in my snowsuit and fuzzy mittens and crocheted scarf and warm boots to plunge into snow drifts with wild abandon, make snow angels and snow forts and snow families in the yard, and come inside to a steamy mug of hot chocolate, and tomato soup and grilled cheese for lunch. I want my mom to scold me for tracking snow through the house, and my sisters to make fun of me because my nose is as red as Rudolph's.
Being a grownup sucks. I'm just sayin'.....
Posted by Susie at January 27, 2004 11:24 AM | TrackBackThe kids around here are sledding through the streets and putting cones up for their racing pleasure (making it very difficult to navigate). They have the audacity to looked perturbed if you wish to drive through, forcing them to move.
Hmph. Who buys sleds in temperate climates anyway? It only snows here twice a year.
Posted by: Tiffany at January 27, 2004 12:55 PMTomato soup and grilled cheese...
Oh, wow. I forgot those.
Thanks, Susie.
Posted by: Jim at January 27, 2004 04:08 PMThat's why so many people grow up and move to the Deep South or California.
Take Texas, for example. Anything East or South of Waco is generally safe from much wintery type weather....
Long range forecast for that big football game in Houston:
67 degrees and slight chance of rain. Although they might leave the roof closed -- I haven't heard -- in which case it will be a balmy 72 degrees....
For me, it's just the opposite. I grew up in the bay area of California, where winter means you put on your heavy windbreaker.
It was nice, but I like living where you have actual seasons and real climate.
(earthquakes are not weather)
Posted by: Ted at January 28, 2004 07:38 AMSeasons? I guess Rainy Season and Hot Season isn't what you mean?
You have a rainy season and a hot season?
We have a Rainy Hot Season and The Rest of the Year.
Posted by: Pixy Misa at January 28, 2004 10:47 AMBeing a grownup DOES suck. Especially when winter is stickin' it to ya. Been there. Done that. No more. Seven years ago I moved to Florida. There are still places in Florida that don't suck, and I live in one of them. Every single day, even in the middle of winter, I think how wonderful it is to live in Paradise. Not to rub it in, but to give you hope...
Posted by: Denny at April 26, 2004 08:37 AM