Winter, Go Away

 When my grandchildren are bothered by someone they quickly shout, "Go Away!"  It isn't the most polite thing to say, but it gets the point across.  I have been told to Go Away a few times.  As an adult, I have learned not to shout Go Away to people who bother me.

The winter this year hasn't been bad so far.  We haven't had much snow.  We have had a couple of severe cold snaps. I didn't have to be out in it. I am ready for the days to get longer.  They have been slowly moving in that direction, but I want more.  Still. this winter hasn't been too bad.

Now that I don't have to get out in it to care for my grandchildren, the snow doesn't really matter that much.  I will stay in on the snow days.  But, I am tired of winter.  I am tired of winter.  I know it will get worse before it gets over, but I would like to say to winter--Go Away!

Baby, It Is Cold

 The weather turned cold with the new year.  It snowed a dusting and there was ice.  It was such a change from the mild fall that we had around here. Somebody told me that we were supposed to have a cold winter, but the evidence for that had been scarce.  This weather phenomena is often present here in the Lou. I remember several years when the weather turned cold after Christmas.

But, it is always a shock when the weather turns cold.  Sunday morning it was something like 4 degrees with wind chill.  I wear capris to physical therapy, so I expect to have cold ankles for weeks. It is great to be retired and not to have to go out the door at 7am.

The physical therapist has commanded me not to go for walks yet.  The poor imaginary dog has suffered.  But, at least I hadn't upgraded to a real dog that had to suffer my lack of walks. I will probably get the go ahead to walk during a big snowstorm.  I am not sure the imaginary dog will want to walk then.

In a few weeks these cold temperatures will not be such a shock to the system.  In a few weeks I will be used to the cold.  In a few weeks the days will seem longer by more than seconds.  And in a couple of months it will warm up again and I will be complaining about the heat in the Lou.

Cold

 It has been a cold, cold February.  I have been trying not to complain about it too much.  But, I am reaching the end of my patience.  Cold, snow, gray days.  I am tired of it.  I long for spring.  I long for warmth and flowers and sunshine.

I know that there is a gift in the cold and snow and gray days.  I know that God sends them for a reason. I know that I can profit from them.  But, enough.  I have had enough.  I want, I want, I long for warmth. My imaginary dog will be happy with the better weather also.

French Toast Emergency

 After all of that lack of snow bragging, it is finally hitting.  We had snow on the weekend.  Pre-pandemic it would be everyone running to the store for milk, bread and eggs even if they never ate those things is real life.  I am presuming the same thing happened this weekend.  Because of the pandemic, I wasn't part of the mob.  It was Superbowl Sunday, so I am sure food shopping was intense anyway.

What I wonder is--what do people do with all the bread, milk and eggs they buy in anticipation of a storm?

It Snowed

 Last Wednesday it snowed! In these parts we have had a very un-snowy winter so far.  Our approximately 2 and a half inch snow last week was more than twice the total snowfall already this winter. It was beautiful, that snow and it melted quickly.  Although it came at morning rush hour, it was done well before evening rush.  I was safely home and shoveling my own snow before dark. I even shoveled the sidewalk because I do like to walk the imaginary dog.

So, January was a bust as far as snow and even ice.  It has been a mild winter here.  But, from past experience I know--look out! February and March can send the snows and the cold.  The good thing about late snows is, they can't last as long.  It will be April, May, June before we know it.