Winter Blows!

Some people enjoy Winter.

You get to have a slower pace of life, you have snow days, and dark, rainy nights that call out for a nice fire in the fireplace. You get to enjoy hot soups and hot buttered rum. Finally that little bit of weight that has been driving you insane, is covered up and forgotten about. You get hat hair, rain galoshes, and the ability to never find two gloves that match. You get to have the coziest bed linens. And if you're single like me, you don't need to shave everyday, I haven't seen bare legs since August.

I am not one of those people. I hate Winter!

All of my cute clothes, cute shoes, cute purses tempt me. But no, I have to reside in blue jeans, thick unattractive socks, black shoes that are able to stomp through the wild weather, and sweatshirts, always another sweatshirt. I now carry an additional 10 lbs on my frame and it is my clothes. My hair always has that "just frizzed" look, for why blow dry and straighten it when 10 seconds after hitting the great outdoors, it is going to expand itself and can easily be seen from space. I no longer bend in the middle. I am always slightly damp. I am always annoyed.

The first few days of Winter are very enjoyable. Love the fireplace. Love hot apple cider. Love having the dark nights that making going to bed at 9:30 pm totally fine. Love the thick duvet and vintage chenille pillows. Love hot bubble baths. A Winter that is 14 days long, totally awesome. A Winter that is 36 months long, totally sucks.

Here in the Great Northwest, we are already the laughing stock of the country. Ha Ha! it rains here every day! Ha Ha! we close everything in our city if even the hint of snow is coming! Ha Ha! we haven't seen the sun in weeks. This is the problem with Winter, gray, it is always gray. And gray is SO NOT my color. In fact, it shouldn't be a color. And it especially shouldn't be a color that I have to see every day for months.

Today we have snow flurries, yesterday we had snow flurries, tomorrow we will have snow flurries. Oh, I know I have it luckier than some. I watch the news (well, not really but I look at the news on line and occasionally I look at someone else's weather) and I know it is not that bad here. It just feels that way

In a few weeks, I will head off to California for a little sun and a little fun and a little more of sun.

And my mold and moss collection will just have to get along without me for a week.