Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let it Stop

Warning: This posting is not in support of Winter Weather. Content my not be acceptable for all Audiences. Writing contains Strong emotions, attempts at adult humor, and excessive bias against temperatures less than 40 degrees.


I am not a fan of winter. I don’t ski, and don’t own a snow mobile, I own a snow blower but I do not enjoy having to use it, and furthermore, no I don’t think it’s pretty no even on Christmas. Here we are, on the eve of what is suppose to be a significant winter thrashing in the Metro Minneapolis area and I can’t even look forward to calling off of work and just staying in bed all day, thanks to a BIG meeting I have had scheduled for weeks now. When you turn on the news, all you hear about all day is either, “Get ready the snow is coming” or something to do with the battle over Anna Nicole’s body. I could digress really easily at this point, but I’ll try to keep focus.

Growing up on the east coast, we got snow, plenty of snow. Thinking back, I don’t think I even enjoyed it then. I remember a good cup of cocoa or two, but not the actual event of being out in the cold. I know my sister, brother and I made a snowman or two, with attempts to get our picture on the front page of the Press Enterprise (they liked to do those warm fuzzies in the winter since that was about all the warm you were gonna experience) but no such luck for our household. All and all, I could manage it though; I just accepted it was a part of life, spring, summer, autumn, WINTER. At least it didn’t last forever, and it was equally distributed. That is.. until I moved to the Midwest.

I will be the first one to admit, it could we worse than Minnesota in the Winter…. It could be one of the Dakotas. I think the reason I have been able to tolerate it here in MN for the last 11 years is because I was subjected to SD winters for 3 years. Now if you have never been there in the winter, let me help you visualize it. It is exactly how you would imagine Hell if it did freeze over.


Each year it gets harder to stay. Oh how I long to drive my snowblower into Lake Minnetonka and donate all my cute little scarves and matching gloves to good-will.

Chances are, tomorrow, I will drive into the office, it will take 3 hours to get there, and all the people that were suppose to be there for the offsite are stuck at home. Now I know, thinking this way goes against the laws of attraction and positive mantra BUT.... where does Murphy's Law fit into that equation?
Ok, I have nothing clever and witty to say at this point, I am cold, the snow has frozen what little is left of my brain...maybe I would make a good mate for a snowman...