Today it was actually so bitterly cold that I am still frozen to the sidewalk in front of my house. This post was typed and sent prior to my venturing out for work in case that very thing happened. If you are reading this, send help. Or at the very least, bring me some sort of very strong alcoholic beverage (I'm not picky) that has a proof high enough to knock me out until April. Extra points if you make it taste like hot chocolate.
I'm not kidding.
Usually we reserve the proclamations & exclamations part of our winter program for late January when we are truly at the proverbial point of "I'm only laughing so I don't start crying". If you live in the midwest, or the northeast, or pretty much anywhere in the western hemisphere this year, you know the drill. After we lament that yes, it does seem to get colder every year, and no, we don't remember this much snow since the great winter storm of '75...we eventually move to this:
That's it! This is my LAST winter. I can't stand this anymore. I'm moving to fill in the blank with any state that boasts 0 inches of snowfall and absolutely no such thing as windchill
Nevermind that those "warmer" states generally seem to have insects the size of your head.
Anyway, thanks to the mountains of snow and 85 below zero temps in December, we're there early this year. It's going to be a looooooonnnnnnggggg winter.
Made even longer by my friends (and I use that term loosely) at masters who have decided that the spring swim program will start January 5 instead of the usual mid-February.
January 5th is NOT spring. I am positively sure of that.
I was also positively sure February didn't qualify either and let me fill you in on a little secret - I complained mightily about that factoid every single morning when the alarm went off at 5am.
I definitely plan to do more of the same this year, 1 full month early.
The real spring had better show its face 1 full month early too, or I'm moving to the land of giant insects and winters affectionately called "the rainy season".