It isn’t rain, rain, go away. It’s Winter, Winter go away!
I say enough already! Enough of the cold, enough of the gray skies and enough of the snow.
If I wanted this much snow to stay around this long I would have moved further North, like Canada!
I live close to the Mason Dixon Line, isn’t that far South enough to entitle us to warmer weather? OK maybe being in the South right now is not a good comparison since Atlanta is dealing with inches of ice right now. Those poor people, they have no experience with the stuff.
Would it be too much to ask for above freezing temperatures? I mean, since the beginning of February we have been 10-20 degrees below normal. How do they come up with the “normal” temperatures anyway? If they take the averages for the area for the year wouldn’t that change every year like when we have long cold snaps like this year? The science of weather escapes me sometimes.
Being cooped up indoors with toddlers is just a never ending joy. (That’s sarcasm in case you missed it)
I wonder how pioneer women did it in a small house full of children?
They had no malls to take the kids to, to run around like screaming banshees. They had wild animals outside as well as inside to contend with. I’m sure they pondered at times which of these were the most dangerous.
They didn’t have the Internet to vent their daily struggles to their girlfriends on Facebook or to strangers on blogs and message boards. Heck, they were probably lucky to see another woman once or twice a year.
And they didn’t have “Date Night” with their husbands like we are supposed to be having now. One positive to that is they wouldn’t have to wait in a crowded front lobby with 50 other couples for 45 minutes waiting on a table.
Maybe that’s why their life expectancy wasn’t as long and maybe more of them went insane than history admits too.
I think it’s because they had so much work to do just to survive that they just didn’t have time to go crazy. They were so busy doing everything by hand that the thought of going crazy must have sounded like a sweet dream to them.
So in honor of the pioneer woman, I am off to the laundry room. Grateful I have washer and dryer that works (well sort of works). It sure beats tromping through the snow to do it by hand in the creek, right?
Well, a post that started off with complaining has now turned into a guilt trip to stop complaining and be grateful for all the blessings in my life.
Just like a typical mom, I’m ending my speech with a guilt message. Oh well.
I’ll end with one great blessing….the sun just came out.
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