I’m thinking seriously of putting up my Christmas decorations. Not that I think it’s Christmas, but the atmosphere outside is such right now, that I figure I’ll want something festive to look at while I’m stuck indoors.
I know, I know, everyone’s sick of hearing about the snow. That’s the beauty of having a public forum, however; I get to whine about it in the paper.
I recognize that we are lucky to be getting moisture, but I am with the vast majority of people who would take it in rain…and not the kind that sticks to the road, either!
I eagerly watch the weather report every day, hoping to hear about April showers and medium temperatures. Instead, I hear about April blizzards and nippy winds! This is truly the winter that never ends.
I have decided that I will battle this issue not by stringing Christmas lights, but by staging an “I hate winter” party in protest. I put on my swimsuit, get out the sunscreen and my umbrella and stand by the door, waiting for the latest snowstorm to cease. But apparently, the weather is not ready for the sight of me in a bathing suit, because the day I tried that, it snowed even harder until I finally had to put on clothes because of the cold.
I’ve tried getting out the garden seeds, packing the snow shovels away and I even had the decency to lose one of my winter gloves this last week, but still the weather persists. I have tried fixing picnic lunches, but the blanket gets soggy when you lay it in the snow. I have tried opening the windows, but the houseplants freeze quickly. It’s just no use, but I won’t stop until the snow does.
I now know exactly how the Ingalls family felt during the Long Winter. Although I have not run out of potatoes and wheat to grind for bread, I’m beginning to feel, as they did, that the blizzards will never let up. With new calves in the pens and crops that need to go in the fields, I’m sure I’m not alone in wishing that this Long Winter would get through.
Okay, I’m done whining now, but seriously, folks, this week we need to stage an “I Hate Winter” event. Everyone don your swimming suits and get out the sunscreen. It’s either shiver in the cold wearing your beach things or give up the fight, put up the Christmas tree and forget about summer. And I don’t know about you, but I can only afford one Christmas a year. Bring on the spring!
I’m looking forward to Christmas… I mean summer vacation