So, um... what happened to winter? I mean, I'd gotten used to not having any snow in December. I can't remember the last time we had a white Christmas. (Then again, I can barely remember last week, so that doesn't mean that much, really)
But it's now the end of January, and we've had barely a dusting of the white stuff. How is that possible? Does this mean we're going to have winter in February and March now? Because we're not having it now. It's been in the 40s for far too long. And it keeps raining. They're saying it's supposed to pour on Friday. It should be a blizzard. But I have to keep bringing out the umbrella instead of a hat and scarf. Since I moved to New York City, I suppose I should be used to not getting those real New England winters, but it shouldn't feel like constant spring. I miss winter.
And not just because I'd like a snow day off from work. I just think winter should be actually cold and with snow on the ground. Call me crazy.
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agreed. daddy says that snow is fun and that i would love sledding if we ever got to go. he tells me stories of upstate new york and sledding in the back yard.
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