Ok, I give

I have finally decided, this year, no matter how much I love the Midwest and am a Midwestern girl at heart, I am sick of winter before it's over.

I'm really fine with the change in weather, from the end of November, some snow in December and even through half of January.  But after two months of it, I give up.  I am officially tired of winter and wish it was warming up already for spring.  I am praying that the groundhog does not see that shadow.  However, whether spring comes in four weeks or six weeks is not soon enough for me.  It needs to come tomorrow!


I like the fact that I live in a four season region of the United States.  I love the earthy warm dirt smell spring time has, as the rains come down and the tulips and the lilacs fragrance the air.  (Sidebar: I used to hate Lilac Time where my husband used to work, because we didn't see him for 14 days straight as he dealt with his role in all the festivities)  Now I really enjoy that time of year.

I love the heat of the summer, going to the pool in the evening with the kids, riding bikes in the cooler evening.  Of course I could leave the high heat and humidity, but it wasn't so bad here last summer.

My favorite season is fall.  I had hoped to have a fall wedding or a fall baby, so there would be even more reason to celebrate, but I just celebrate by buying fall tablecloths and towels and enjoying the reds, golds, oranges and browns of the leaves.  The days can still be warm, but the nights are cool and you can sense the change in the air.

Even winter is good for a bit, with the super white snow and the perfect snowflake crystals you can catch every once in a while.  The sparkle of sunshine across new fallen snow.  The fun of rolling in the packable snow great for snowmen.

Then the snow gets dirty and ugly.  All the trash pushed by snowplows and blown around starts to get uncovered.  The grassy patches are muddy and brown, and the skies are gray, gray, gray.

And here we sit and I am begging for warm weather, blue skies, and green grass again.  Come on Punxsutawney Phil, don't let us down!