During the fall this year, I was having a very hard time adjusting to the weather. Halloween has always been my favorite holiday, and I love to decorate with pumpkins, leaves on the windows, etc. However, it's just not the same when it is 80 in October. My holiday spirit was gone. My kids thought I was ill, as I didn't decorate anything except the front walkway. Thanksgiving day was a hot 80 as well, although the day after was in the high 60's, which kind of made up for that. December came, and we had to wear mittens and winter coats to the bus stop on most days, and the week before Christmas, I drove my dd to the bus stop every day because of the cold. Then, something happened. I don't know what it was, but I started getting irritated that it was cold. What the heck?! I am a NW Indiana girl. I grew up where it started snowing in November and didn't stop till March. I love sledding and the beauty of the first snow fall. There's nothing like the smell of wet scarves on a cold, blustry day. But....I am kind of getting into this warm weather thing. Is this wrong? Today was absolutely gorgeous. It got up to 82, no humidity, the sun shining brightly, God is in his Heaven, all is right with the world.....so help me I was enjoying it! I actually suggested that hubby and I take a short drive on the motorcycle. When I asked him, he looked at me as though I had asked him to run naked around the block....and then ran outside to get the bike ready. It was a gorgeous ride, and he stopped at the park, and we walked onto the pier that overlooks the river and the marina. It was heavenly. Now, don't get me wrong, I will always be a snowbunny at heart. But, I feel my disdain for perpetual summer melting away....and it's a strange feeling. I suppose it was bound to happen eventually. Oh well. I suppose I should just get over it and enjoy the weather. I just checked the forecast for my hometown, and they are in the middle of a snow storm....9-10 inches expected. I guess they won't be grilling out tonight....but we will!
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I grew up in New England where I believe the winter months lasted about 9 months. My theory is that snow is pretty and clean and fun for 1 day--then I hate it. I love the south. Loved Florida when I lived there in the winter (there were flowers everywhere and I just could not believe it). Today, here in Georgia, it's about 70 degrees. I love it!!!!
OH that ride with your hubby sounds so nice and romantic. I used to love winter too and now i hate it. I'm too old to be cold. It's depressing and I feel it right down in my bones.
I'm so jealous! But the snow don't stop us from grilling, you just can't do it in your shorts!
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