Winter wonderland, my eye. Snow is a blight upon the land.
Granted, a nice clean layer of snow is lovely. It hides all manner of ugliness and decorates the world like a wedding cake. For a minute or two. Then along come the cars and plows and shovels and blowers and the loveliness disappears, poof. The fluffy white blanket is no longer fluffy or white or recognizable as snow, but as a wet, sloppy mess.
Plus, itβs slippery and treacherous, offering footing which is, at best, dicey. So having been forewarned by the local meteorologists that a measurable snowfall was imminent, I went ahead and fell down yesterday afternoon, tearing my pants and shredding my knee– in broad daylight on dry pavement. Just to get it out of the way, sort of a preemptive nosedive. Lying in snow is to be avoided, if possible. It soaks right through clothes, penetrating every single layer, and chills you right to the bone marrow.
The dog wasnβt happy about the unpleasant turn of events, either. She was very hesitant about the whole situation, preferring not to venture very far afield. The sidewalk was awful enough; grassy areas were a little too daunting. We were in complete agreement about the task at hand — get the job done and get back inside where itβs warm and carpeted.
Yet, as opposed as I am to snow, it is a charming addition to the holidays. Very Norman Rockwell. So, sure, itβs welcome to stay for Christmas. But Tuesday? Itβs gotta go. Where, oh where, is the return window?
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22 responses to “: aargh, this isn’t what I wanted for Christmas :”
I’m not as bad with the snow as I am with the cold. While Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were quite lovely and just cold enough to maintain the pretty snowfall from the day before, we have been in an Arctic freeze since then. Minus double digits in both F & C and visibility has been pretty spotty for days. Yeah, I’m done with winter already. I hope your knee mended well.
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My knee was just skinned up; the pants were totaled — but I’m going to keep wearing them. With longjohns underneath. We, too, are in an Arctic freeze with subzero temps and wind. Probably not as subzero as yours, but bitter cold is bitter cold. It’s painful to be outdoors. Come on spring πΌ
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Wish we had snow for Christmas – it virtually never snows here. All it did was rain here on Christmas Day….all day…
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You don’t want this, I promise. It’s below zero and my shoes freeze if I’m out for any length of time. Come on springtime π»
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I share your feelings about the snow, though I prefer it to be temperate enough to snow versus the high of -4 we have in Chicago today! Thanks for sharing :)
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Winter, in IL, is a no-win situation. I’m south of Chicago and I think our high was around 7. It is brutal.
Come on April!
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A glimpse of your view! A photo of the hind-end of your companion! Sorry about your fall, but I love seeing a bit of your world :)
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I love my view; I loathe the weather. The poor dog may actually resent the snow more than I do, what with the barefooted walks and all. She steps lively these days — very, very lively π
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38 degrees here today in Oz- sitting in my salty wet swimmers after a beach dip before lunch… ooops, sorry π¬π
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Oh, I sat in my salty wet clothes earlier — after a stroll through slush and road salt. It’s not the same, I know, but I like to pretend π
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Hahahaha : )
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Waaaah π’
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I havenβt seen snow in a while. It does make for a proper Christmas. Palm trees not so much. ππ
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It looks exactly the same: white and cold and troublesome. Palm trees may not be Christmas-y, but they won’t send you flying, either βΈ
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Never been in a hurricane I take it . ππ΄β
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Only in NC, a no palm tree zone π§π»
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Been there, yep.
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I have to pay to get my jeans like that…
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Send them to me, I’ll have them ripped and frayed in no time. And free, too :o)
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My little niece has told me to tell you that she knows exactly how you feel… Which is very perceptive of her ’cause she’s only 10. She also thinks you rock! I think you have a new fan.
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Wow, your comment is a much better gift than the snow! Tell your niece, I think she rocks, too π
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