Happy over-sized rodent day!!!
I heard from 2 reliable sources (ady & anders) that fuzzball (above) saw his shadow. (Which means six more weeks of winter, for those of you who are confused also.) Six more weeks of winter...
Has it really even been winter? I mean, we do live in the state that claims, 'best snow on earth' or something like that. But this season has been pathetic. Wimpy. Down right disappointing!
Cam only got to use his snowblower, maybe, three times. I know. I know. It's preposterous!!! Inconceivable, even. Unfathomable (most likely...) Unbearable. (yep, that's it...)
So. I've decided if we are to bear six more weeks of 'so-called' winter thanks to our fluffy rat and his shadow, we might as well be in a blizzard. The entire six weeks. I want to loathe the snow, growl at it, scowl at each snowflake, stomp around in oversized boots mumbling curses at the cold and then dream of spring.
Right now I'm only minutely irritated at winter. Much like swatting a fly from your head, 'Buzz off winter. You're just a bunch of nasty gooey mud and dead grass."
So bring on the blizzard. Give us some powder to sled on, some sticky stuff to build with and some snowed in days to spend drinking hot chocolate by the fire.
And then after six weeks, go away.
Is that too much to ask?
2 comments:
Dude. I'm done with winter and it's been fairly mild here. But WAY colder in my opinion than utah. Some folks at church completely offended me when they said, "yeah, this year is like a Utah winter!" I am no longer friends with this couple. They are weird and do not understand humidity one bit.
I love that you hate the oversized rat that tells us what our season should be. And I was just talking to the kids about that very thing the other day, how this winter blows! And not the blowing that causes beautiful snow, but blows chunks. Chunks of wet brown soggy dog poo filled grass.
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