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WTF Friday: Still Not Charo April 1, 2011

Posted by J. in Domesticity.
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I wanted to extol the virtues of Charo today.  I really, really did.  I love her with the fiery passion that fuels a Latin sun.

But it’s fucking snowing today and even though I know it won’t last, it’s just sugar snow, it’s good for the garden…*sigh*  I just don’t care.  I’m sick of it.  I know.  I live in NH.  It snows.  It snows in the spring.  Having snow on the ground at the beginning of May isn’t unheard of.

Still, it gets to a point where it’s just not pretty anymore.  This kind of a snowstorm would have thrilled all of us right to our very marrow in December.  If Christmas was a couple of days away, I’d be dancing around the kitchen baking cookies and singing to myself.  The kids would be making snowmen and laughing and I’d be so happy at how fresh and frosted the world looks.

But it’s April.  The kids don’t want to go out and play in it anymore…they want to run around on the grass.  They’re sick of getting geared up to go outside and were liking that they only had to toss on a sweatshirt to go outside.  I’m sick of boots and snowpants and hats and mittens and mud and slush and…*sigh*  I’m just so sick of winter.  God help me, as much as I look forward to it coming every year, by this time it’s starting to wear me down .

I want to open my windows.

Yesterday I smiled at the tiny green buds on my lilac bushes.  This is what they look like today.

Yesterday I had an expanse of lawn that stretched from in front of the weeping willow all the way up the hill past the swingset.  Not today, I don’t.

Yesterday Buggy was rollerblading up High Street.  She won’t be strapping them on today.I feel as gray on the inside as these pictures.

It’s like the world heard the alarm and decided to wake up from it’s winter’s rest, but then hit the snooze button and rolled over.

I know it’s stupid to let a little April snow get to me.  But Spring was so close I could smell it.  I know it’ll be back up into the 50’s in a couple of days or so.  But for today, I’m cold and I’m gray on the inside and I’m just sick to fucking death of winter.

 

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1. Pippa Posey Peanut Butter Pants - April 1, 2011

*sigh* Do you suppose it could be considered tacky or just plain sad to consider starting cocktail hour at 9:35 in the morning of yet another GD snow day? Just wondering.

2. Kristin - April 1, 2011

Amen! My toddler and I just got started going to the playground. Now we have to wait for the snow to melt and the ground to dry out. How are we going to spend our days? Would anyone notice if I spike my morning coffee? I love living in NH, but I’m sick and tired of snow.


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