Okay, yeah, I get it…I’m whining. We all hate winter. Well, except for skiers and snowboarders, but they probably recognize that they’re crazy, right? Or maybe people who live in warm areas where winter means “light jacket.”
Lucy doesn’t mince words.
I’m talking about real winter. Hurt-your-back-shoveling winter. Slip-on-the-ice-flail-your-arms-and-almost-fall winter. Scrape-your-windshield-until-you-can’t-feel-your-fingers winter.
We all know that winter sucks, but come on…
Literally…no joke.
You have to admit sucking us in with the 65 degree weather and then nailing us with a foot of snow…THAT’S being an a-hole. I mean, come on, I had places to go today. Well, okay, not today, but tomorrow I really do. I’m sure the roads will be cleared by then, but that’s not the point.
I live in Northwest Indiana and even though it’s Indiana, it’s just outside Chicago. You may be asking yourself…then why do you live there? Well, I live here for the same reason the cavemen stayed in their caves and the tree people stayed in their trees. (You remember the tree people from history class, don’t you?) Because their parents lived three blocks down, take a right, third cave past the 7-11. Or because their brother’s tree was only a mile and a half from their tree and it was convenient for Christmas. For the same reason people have sucked up winter for eons–family.
Tree people. Like say…the Swiss Family Robinson. That’s just one example.
And I suppose if EVERYONE crammed into the warm parts of the world, it would be way too crowded and then I’d be whining blogging about that instead. You know what…let’s brightside this. I know how to drive in snow. Life skill, right? And…let’s see…to people in Antarctica this is swimsuit weather, so I really don’t have it bad. Yeah. Let’s go with that.
Chin up, folks. Spring is only 23 days away!!
Hi Jill. Why do we live where we do? Jeff and I are at Norma and Dick’s. We are enjoying 85 degree weather, but we couldn’t back out of a parking space because of the line of cars penning us in. They were in a drive through lane for a fast food restaurant. There are too many people here ! Ahhh! Ok, the mountains are beautiful. The sunshine is warm. But I hate sweating. Wait a minute. I sweat when I shovel, too. I’m sweating now sitting in my nightgown sipping my moaning coffee. Or is that a hot flash? The best thing about winter is the way we enjoy the spring. Californians have no spring. I enjoyed your post, funny lady, as always.
Hi Joan,
I just – today – found this comment sitting in the spam mailbox. I don’t have any idea why it sorted this one out. Weird. Hope I didn’t miss any others. Yeah, I guess appreciating the other/better seasons would be a good reason for winter. Just not sure if it’s a good ENOUGH reason. I think I could enjoy the other seasons anyway!!
Thanks for coming by. Always great to hear from you.