BUT THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S GLORIOUS!!!!!
I don't care how many adults or grown-up children there are who hate the snow, I will shamelessly continue my love for it. I refuse to let my sheer delight for tiny white flakes die.
I will dance in the snow, even if it means my boots get soaked through....
I will make snow angels and sled and have snowball fights till I'm freezing...
I'm going to build a snowman, I'm going to run up and down hills and delight in it like a child.
Also add to that that there's NO SCHOOL TODAY?! Yes I am happy.
I. Love. Snow!!!!! :D
ReplyDeleteI would like snow if I didn't so greatly dislike extreme temperature fluctuations. I hate cold cheeks, noses, fingers, and toes, and I hate sweating under too many layers, especially while the afore mentioned parts of me are cold.
ReplyDeleteI am, however, grown up enough to appreciate not having to go out when there is too much snow. That's something I never thought would happen.
And I'd like to point out that I live within 50 miles of you, and I have NOT posted about the weather. :-)
"I refuse to let my sheer delight for tiny white flakes die."
ReplyDeletePreach it, Hannah! ^_^
Haha, Shrimpy. :)
ReplyDeleteAndrea - I actually always found the cold fingers/toes/noses/etc and sweaty rest-of-self was a distinct part of being in the snow. That's what makes a snow day a snow day. :-)
Also, I said probably everybody. =P
That's why I don't like snow days. :-P Or snow in general. Every time it comes I think I'm going to make myself enjoy it, and every time I still hate it.
ReplyDeleteThis grieves my soul. :(
ReplyDeleteMine too, when I look outside. :-)
ReplyDeleteAAAAAAAAHHHHH! Don't post that picture! I look like I just got my arm chopped off and am pretending nothing happened.
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