Who ever coined the phrase. “Let it snow, let it snow, let
it snow” needs to have his or her head examined.
Now don’t get me wrong. I do love winter. I have wonderful
memories of growing up in New York where winter was a special time. Sledding
and walking in the city looking at the fabulous displays in the windows and
seeing the tree and watching the ice-skaters at Rockefeller Center.
I loved the first snowfall in Boston when I was a college
student. I would take the T to Park Street and wander downtown looking at the
lights and displays in Filene’s and Jordan’s. Alas, these shops are long gone
but my memory of those winter walks are clear as a bell.
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| I love Stowe! |
Not so long ago our family spent many years skiing in Vermont.
Ok. So I don’t ski and neither does my sister. But we loved traipsing through
the snow and going to our favorite shops and galleries in Stowe. While the
husbands and kids were on the slopes, Shari and I shopped and went for lunches
and had a blast. Winter in Vermont is stunning. Clean, beautiful, shimmering,
sparkling snow. Somehow, it all seems so right.
Outside my window, it all seems so wrong. The mountains of
dirty snow are piling up. People’s tempers are on a short fuse. Don’t get me
started about traffic. I can barely get out of my own driveway without scraping
against a snow bank. Trying to see around the snow banks is another issue. Take
for example, a few days ago at 4:30 AM. I know what you’re thinking, but
remember I work airport hours. So here I am trying to squeeze out of my
driveway, which is like trying to put on a pair of spanx. Some jerk comes up
right behind me and is honking at me to move. At 4:30 in the AM. Seriously??
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| My driveway's under there, somewhere |
Our streets just weren’t meant for the never-ending
snowdrifts. We all ask when will it stop? My little cousin Julie posts on
Facebook how many days ‘till spring? OK, she’s not so little. She’s a mommy but
to me she’ll always be my little cousin. And she’s in hate with winter.
Even my husband says it’s time to think about moving. But to
where? I hate heat and humidity so those southern states are out. We all know
how I feel about Florida.
Vermont’s looking better and better. Good coffee too!
For those of you up north- stay warm, drive safe and use a
good moisturizer. For my southern friends-well hang in there. We know you’re so
jealous of our winter wonderland.
Ciao for now.
