Snow, I mean...
Okay. I've plowed out my driveway 3 times in the last 24 hours. And it's only Dec. 17th!
We've had almost 4 freakin' feet of the nasty white stuff already, and it's not even Christmas!!!
Well, you say. You chose to live here, you say. You've lived here your whole life, you say, you know what winter is like...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!
Okay. You're right. I know better than to complain about snow.
We live in the snow capitol of the universe. And beyond.
And, my goodness, you may say...it's so pretty!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!
I know, And the skiers are ecstatic. And the snowmobilers are already making their way over hill and dale to their favorite bars on their sleds..
I am alone in my contemptible ..err..contempt for this filthy white pestilence...
And it's early yet....
Well. My lovely young daughter, who loves snow, says I'm crazy for living here. I'm retired now, we can move.
I don't know why we don't. Except to say that the 6 months it's nice here, it's really nice here. We have a great home, 5 acres with woods...
Where else can we afford to live like this?
Plus, there's Jess and family, my awesome Y cycle class, our cool new church, Awana....
I guess it sorta balances out, somehow.
But. At this stage of my life, I really must say, as politically incorrect as it may be, that
I HATE SNOW!
YOU GET THE POINT!!
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Hey, I have never suggested that you move!!! Rather, I would suggest a shift in attitude. I know you can do it if you try. Just close your eyes and repeat after me: "I love the snow. I love the snow. There's no place like home. I love the snow." Repeat this as many times as you need until you believe it. Then find something FUN to do in it! You should try tubing down a really steep hill, or something. Or take up ice sculpting! They get to use chain saws, you know. (Beavis and Butthead voice) Heh heh, chain saws, heh heh. Cool.
I would need to ingest some serious drugs to believe "I love the snow".
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