Today was an especially difficult day to drag myself out of bed because I was so warm and comfortable (my bed is like lying in a pile of fluff and happiness). However, upon wiping the sleep outta my eyes, tripping over my dog, and almost falling down the stairs, I realized that it was December. The month of December means SNOW, SNOW, SNOW and even more snow. And in the fancy city of Cleveland, snow to most people is a curse. It means crazier drivers, bigger potholes, longer commute times, lots of salt and of course blustery cold temperatures. But to this insane chick over here snow in Cleveland means this:
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| Snowball Fight circa 2006 at BWC with my bestie <3 |
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It's true, I relish in the moments when there is enough snow to stick on the ground and so that I have the possibility of making a snow ball. But here is why snow is wonderful:
- It's sparkley
- It's cold (my general disposition is better in the cold)
- It's pretty
- It makes everything look clean
- Nothing compares to a snowy Christmas morning
- My dog loves to jump through the snow (he's got little legs and a long body) and it's adorable
- It tastes good when catching snowflakes on the tongue (so maybe I act like I'm 5)
- Snowball Fights
- Igloos
- Snowmen
- Sledding
Those are the big reasons I can come up with right now but I am a firm advocate of winter fun and have been ever since I can remember. I will always be happier in the months of December-March where it is acceptable to wear colorful scarves, winter coats and cardigans. My main memo of this blog as I heard the moans and groans of many people during the extremely gentle flurry this morning...buck up Cleveland the wintertime is beautiful and you know that there will be a time during the winter when we experience 60+ degree weather...so chin up and come join me for a snowball fight and igloo buildings session!
