It’s official. March came in like a lion and dumped a foot of snow on the domestic fringe. Since this is Tuesday’s Tantrum, I will share the reasons why I hate winter, and because I’m an equal opportunity type of gal, I’ll add a few reasons why I can tolerate a short ‘cool’ spell.
* Snow Clothes – boots, hats, scarfs, gloves, snow pants, and coats
It’s like adding an extra bulky wardrobe for each person in the house. Where do you put it all? Even worse, where do you hang it all to dry?? To add insult, the gloves run away and hide. Does FringePup eat them? Regardless of where the gloves go (I personally think they’re in the islands with the socks), they are never around when you need them.
* Cold toes
I like flip-flops. My feet feel cramped and sore in enclosed shoes. They like to be free, to feel the breeze blow between their toes, and to air out. Airing out my feet is a priority on FringeMan’s list. My feet are just stinky. I’m ashamed, but it’s true. By winter’s end my feet smell so badly that my socks hide under the bed when they hear me coming.
* Grey Skies
I need sunshine. I’m certain I’m vitamin D deficient, although my one-a-day assures me I’m getting my daily dose. I simply want to lounge in the sun and feel its’ heat warm my organs to boiling. Then I’ll cool down my sweating spleen with an ice-cold lemonade.
There’s something to be said about wearing 3 layers of clothes. No one can tell if your bulk is fabric or fat.
* Hot Cocoa
I’m worse than the kids. I’ve concocted a fabulous cocoa drink and I crave it at night while curled up on the couch under a fleece blanket. For the record, NOT a Snuggie. I’m very high class. I use Swiss Miss in combination with a shot of French Vanilla creamer and a mound of marshmallows. It’s a mug of puffy, marshmallowy heaven.
That’s all I’ve got! I honestly can’t think of another reason to like winter.
What makes your list of ‘Winter Woes’ and ‘Winter Wonders?’
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Let’s hope that March goes out like a lamb!