I hate winter.  Despise it!  Strongly dislike it.  Oh, it's celebrate the Thesaurus day, so let's see how many other ways I can express how I loathe the most chilliest time of the year.  Or, I can take the lemons that this weather gives me and I can make lemonade.  Let's build a snowman...do you wanna?  Nope, I want to build a sand castle...on the beach...where it's 80 degrees.  

But, clearly I'm outnumbered by those who enjoy this time of year.  I suppose I might as well give this 'winter is fun' thinking a whirl.  So I did just that yesterday.  I took the kids sledding.  Oh, and boy oh boy, did we have lots of fun!!  Insert sarcasm at any point.  Not sure which was more fun...

  • my chapped frozen booty.  Nothing like having your bum so cold that it takes a hair dryer down your pants to warm it up.
  • How about listening to my 6 year-old scream every time snow got on her wrists.  (Yes, I tucked her gloves into her sleeves...I tightened the velcro around her wrists until the circulation was cut off...I was moments away from using duct tape!!)
  • Sleds that you pay an arm and a leg for...break after you ride them twice
  • Snot running down my face like a leaky faucet
  • Peeling layers upon layers off a child who is frantic that they are going to pee NOW
  • Putting those layers back on
  • 8 pairs of snowpants.  8 jackets.  16 gloves.  16 boots.  16 socks.  All wet!  All with no place to hang!  Just thrown in a pile.

So, there.  I tried.  I decided, I hate lemonade and I never really cared about going to Rome.  Winter has chewed me up and puked me out.  Forget the countdown for Spring (61 days by the way)...I'm counting down 154 days until Summer!!

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