Hello-hello, all. The Consort here shuffling mikeside to dazzle and baffle you while The (Very Talented and Lovely) Princess engages in some retail therapy. And therapy, in whichever form it takes, is a very welcome thing right about now. Why? This.
This is the scene outside the front door of The Prepatorium. The actual temperature is in single digits and the wind chill tonight is expected to hit -30° F. That, gentle readers, is cold. And I’ve had enough. The snow and cold feel relentless this winter. Last week we finally saw temperatures above freezing for the first time this year. The balmy 40° weather lasted two days. It was a tease and now we are paying the price for the folly of thinking Spring was nearing. But what should I expect? I was born and raised in this area. You’d imagine I would embrace the winter weather and not go all whiny on you. Maybe I need to change my point of view and find some opportunities. Like these people.
The French ski resorts of Val Thorens and Les Menuires recently squared off in a snow rugby game. I don’t know who won (don’t really care) but love the idea of thumbing your nose at the elements. I can only imagine how much fun it would be to wash someone’s face with snow in the middle of a scrum. Or maybe something less involved.
When was the last time you made a snow angel? I can’t remember when I flopped down in the snow and created a work of snow art. Maybe that’s part of the issue here. I need to recapture that childlike sense of joy at seeing the snow. Go back to a time when a big snowfall meant a day off of school, making snowmen and angels. And Mom going crazy when we left our snowy boots and mittens all over the house. Then enjoying the mug of hot chocolate she’d make to warm us up.
Time passes. Responsibilities build and demands must be met. Nuts to that. I’m going outside to make a snow angel.
Thanks for indulging me today. The Princess will return very soon with tidbits of information that will be much more important than my ravings. Remember to take care of your waitperson today because they’re working hard for you. Good-bye for now, everybody!