Enough of this
Today is December 15. Midway through the month of December. It was 72 degrees today.
I changed my header today because it’s probably the only snow I’ll see. Earlier this year during Snowpocalypse life was fantastic–we were trapped for nearly a week. I have food and toilet paper in my house so things were fine. If the electricity went out that would surely have sucked, but we have a gas stove, fireplace and blankets. I would be happy to just have cold weather at this point.
There are scores of of people who would love to have my weather and if they never saw snow again it would be too soon. But I miss snow. I miss playing in the snow. I grew up in Illinois where there wasn’t just snow, but SNOW. Will my kids ever know the delight of a snow day off of school? Or how about being old enough to have a snow day and driving perilously on sheets of ice to go somewhere, anywhere other than school?
My windows are open. This week I made a huge pot of chili, and while it was good, it felt like a farce.
I don’t know how I’m going to get through this.
