I have to be honest...I DO NOT miss the snow. As mild winter number two rolls on, today is the one of a couple of potential snow days and that's more than enough. I don't ski. I don't snowboard. I've tried. I took lessons...twice. I have no coordination. You can't be shocked by this revelation. I don't snowmobile. Although, I do enjoy those miniature snowmobile road signs on the side of the road. Those would make for a fun obstacle course sometime. When it's warm. I don't snowshoe. Honestly, I don't get the point of snowshoeing. Laura Ingalls Wilder didn't like it when she was snowed in her Little House on the Prairie. Why would I like it now?
So, today we may get up to six inches of snow. Some are rejoicing. I am not. I grew up in the Midwest. I understand it's a part of the deal and I appreciate how this bulky sweater hides my winter blubber but let's get this over with.
Hey boat season!! I'm talkin' to you! I miss your face. Let's reconnect soon!
