All right, winter, SERIOUSLY. Enough already.
Henry looked up from his Legos the other day to announce, "We need some color around here."
"Agreed," I said.
We talked paint colors for a bit. He went back to playing. Then he looked up again.
"I want Spring to get here now," he said.
Holy crap, kid. You and me both.
Would you look at this? This was during my morning walk with Charlie.
Those falling things? Those are wet heavy snowflakes the size of dinner plates. STOP IT.
UNACCEPTABLE, weather. Cut it out.
Charlie got wet. His paws were all muddy. He does not enjoy either of those things. Weather, you are being stupid.
On the bright side, our book is due in four days, so at least the slushy grayness is keeping me inside, where I belong. But come March 1st, I want to start seeing some signs of Spring approaching. Or I don't know what I'll do.











February 25, 2010



Reader Comments (44)
I went running the other day and decided to run through a park I normally traverse. Well, the plows had lined all of the parking lots and blocked all pathways with 10-foot glaciers. I thought I'd never escape!! How long will THOSE suckers take to melt, I ask you????
I feel your pain on the weather. We're getting smacked, too.
After the second blizzard, I vowed not to complain ONE BIT about the heat and humidity this summer. I've always liked the cold better because at least you can layer, whereas in the summer there's only so much you can take off and go out acceptably in public; but in the heat, at least you can go outside and let your kids swim in the pool or run around in the sprinklers or throw water balloons at each other or SOMETHING. Staying mostly indoors for almost 2 weeks was pretty brutal.
Good luck with the snowicane!
I'm really just writing to say that your photos are really well done. You give Heather A. a run for her money!
Sadie ay heyMamas
Cannot wait...I can then have Alice every night, on the bedside... (Don't get jealous now, Mr. Alice's husband..)
I am just hoping for a cold and dreary summer to make for this poor attempt at winter. (I hate hot weather. And yes, I am aware that makes me "weird". I'm okay with that.)