I Wasn’t Made For Winter…

...I want my flip-flops and I WANT THEM NOW!!  All of this talk about sub zero temperatures this week has me cringing at the idea of even stepping foot outdoors.  I'm sorry, but when your vehicle screams expletives when it's started, it is a good clue that it's too cold!

I realize that many Mainers make a living depending on the winter months and oh boy, I'm sorry.  Each year, I try to be enthusiastic about it.  I plan a list of activities to do.  I try ice fishing, sledding, snowmobiling, building a snowman...but they all end the same way!  Snot running down my face, butt cheeks frozen, chapped lips and popsicles for toes.  Yes, I dress accordingly.  Probably more so than some.  Since 1993 (when I was plopped into Maine), I've tried to acclimate to this weather...but Maine, along with Old Man Winter, keeps chewing me up and spitting me back out.

We're going to see sub zero temperatures this week.  We were in the 50's a few weeks ago.  That's just not a natural progression, in my book.  I guess, it is January and we've been pretty lucky thus far.  Thank you for listening to my griping.  You can go back to what you were doing.

Curling up with some hot chocolate.  Cheers!