unofficial winter.

Remember when we talked about how darn confusing weather is?  How I thought I was all ready for cold weather but then it got warm again?  Well, the weather decided to take a turn for the cold and windy and cloudy on Thanksgiving night. It’s seeming permanent now.  So, promptly at 6:00 at the next morning, my dad and I headed out to shop for a big, puffy, long, warm coat that will help me to weather the winter.  (and a few other things along the way.  I’m proud to say that I saved much much more than I spent and did not trample anyone in an attempt to buy more things)

It may be incredibly narcissistic of me to assume that you’re interested in my coat, but I’m going to show it to you anyways.This coat is not only long enough to keep the tops of my legs warm, but the hood actually fits over my head.  That may be normal for you, but as a gal with a resemblance to a giraffe, it’s rare for me.

So, there you have it, my official declaration that I am ready to brave the winter’s cold.  I’m decked out.  Add a pair of socks, a scarf, and some pink mittens, and you have the full package.  I’m determined to figure out exactly why winter exists this year.  What benefit could there possibly be from having 5 months of snow, ice, bitterly cold winds, and people getting sick from being inside with all the germs too much?  Maybe nothing, maybe something.

So far, all I can think up are:

1. drinking more hot beverages.

2. Christmas happens during winter

3. snow looks pretty when it flutters down (notice the word “flutters”… I don’t think it is very pretty when it blows all over the place and blizzards to the ground)

4. more appreciation for spring, summer, and fall

5. appreciation for heat

6. ice skating on real bodies of water

We’ll add to that list, hopefully. Welcome to the unofficial start of winter, folks.


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