It's snowing outside. Yep. Enough for it to accumulate on the ground. Enough for the snowplows to be out and about doing their thing. Yep. . . . . . I despise snow.
I have no problem if I can be inside and never have to go out while the retched stuff is on the ground, but that doesn't always happen. I have no problem looking out a window and seeing the stuff, but I don't like going outside in it. I have to be bundled up in my fur coat in order to even step outside (it's sheepskin). In my perfect little world, it would snow in the mountains and on the lawns of those who chose to have it, and possibly a light *very light* dusting on trees but it would leave sidewalks, roads and cars free of the stuff.
Yes, I do agree that it is pretty to look at . . . through a window. I've even gone horseback riding in the snow. That I can tolerate because I'm on a horse. Driving in the stuff is a pain. Walking in the stuff is a pain. Snow turns to slush, slush turns to ice, ice makes things slippery, slippery makes me fall. I am not graceful when it comes to snow.
Yes, the Earth does need her water and sleepy time, so I grumble and grumble, and stay inside. Now is the time of year where I like working on projects, drinking hot drinks, hate stepping out of a hot shower, sitting in front of a fire (if we had a place to do it).
Eh, *sigh*, here comes the snow . . . .
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Dude, remember that snowball fight we had in the canyon a couple'a years back? Me and Dustin totally pelted you with a boatload of snow and you almost killed us! Man that was awesome!
And again, it is snowing once more...Stay warm inside, Mel!
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