Winter’s Last Hurrah!

I’m sitting at the kitchen table in my colorful cozy socks, pajamas, and a long sweater. I’m wearing comfy clothes to winter’s last big party. Here in Ohio, we’ve had several inches of snow overnight and the wind has caused drifting. I love snow, so I am happy, but several of my warmer weather friends are miffed that there is snow and it is supposed to be Springtime! March is always a wild card, what can I say?


I suppose I will wait a little longer before bringing out my spring decor. I’m okay with that, after all, I am the one that doesn’t do well with excessive heat. I enjoy spring, but I struggle with the heat and humidity of summer. I will complain about that later, say about three or four months from now.



Here are some of my completely unintellectual and funny insights into snow days.

  1. When one has three dogs, beautiful white snow doesn’t last long. Why do the dogs always want to pee outside right in front of the windows? Snow loses it’s sparkling beauty when it is streaked with yellow. Just sayin’.
  2. Snow always ends up inside. Between boots, and dogs……I just noticed a big puddle in the front entry. One of the dogs rolled around in the snow and then came inside and “melted” all over the floor. At least it is just water. It could be worse. (I have mud season coming up in a month or so—mud is way worse. Ugh. April showers bring May flowers, hmmppffff. It is more like a stinkin’ monsoon. Rain and dirt= mud. Mud thick enough to make me lose my boots.)
  3. I lit my candle lanterns on the mantle this morning. Candlelight is so much better than sunlight streaming through the windows. Sunlight highlights streaked windows and dust. I try to ignore this fact. I hate dust. Dust mocks me. I just need to live in the semi-dark. It is so much easier that way. Everybody and everything looks better in the soft glow of candlelight. Don’t argue with me.
  4. I like sweaters. Well, really I love sweaters. I am so happy to live in a state that for a good part of the year I can wear a sweater and be comfortable. The other part of the year (namely summer!) I sweat like a horse and probably smell like one too. I can’t wear sweaters in the summer. Heck, in order to try and stay cool, I try not to wear much in the summer at all. Well, I wear what I can get away with and still not get arrested. It is a real struggle.
  5. Our mailbox has survived another winter of the snow plow. When the plow goes down our country road one can hear it coming! All one can see is a wall of snow flying through the air and when all the snow settles, one looks to see if the mailbox is still intact. This is a real thing, people. A lot of people around here have summer and winter mailboxes. The winter mailboxes look like they have been through a war….and I guess they have. Banged, dented, with lids that one has to jiggle to get closed, you’re lucky if your box still has a workable flag left on it. All due to the savage attacks by the plow.



Everyone have a great day. Yea, for snow days!