Snow Sucks!

Snow Sucks!

April 15, Toronto, Ontario. 26 days after the first day of spring and THIS!

I give myself full license to complain about the cold because I never complain about the heat. If you are complaining about both, you can add yourself to my Friday F-Off. Pick sides! You either don’t like the cold or you don’t like the hot. What is it? I will wait while you decide…

Still waiting…

Still waiting…

Truthfully, I love the hot. Hotter the better. I made my husband hike up the Gloucester Tree in Pemberton Australia (72 metres up on rebar sticking out from the tree trunk) in 44 degree weather and he reminds me whenever it is really hot. The hotter it is, the colder the beer. Seems a fair trade.

I remember the week we returned from living in Melbourne. It was August in Toronto and 22 degrees Celsius. I wore my boots, jeans, turtleneck and leather jacket and was totally taken aback by the lack of clothing on people walking the city. Didn’t they know it was barely walking weather and they are wearing shorts?!

Now I am back to being one of those crazy Canucks. Truthfully, I was always crazy, but I bet you are starting to piece that one together. Now I will ditch my winter jacket just as fast as anyone.

I still don’t wear shorts often but that is due to my inability to like my legs from the knees to the hips. I also never jump in the lake unless I am ‘stinking hot’ – thus the reason we had to build a sauna (that and the fact that I am Finn and it would be sacrilege to not have one).

So, imagine my reaction when I looked outside this morning after a 21 degree day yesterday. It seems Scooby had the same reaction – WTF! I think he knew that his chances of a long walk today were about the same as my chances of liking my hips suddenly. Pick a spot in the backyard Scoobs… Mum is crying in her coffee until the snow is gone.

 


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

CommentLuv badge
%d bloggers like this: