Dear Ms. Nature,
Over the past few weeks, you have made it abundantly clear that your granny panties are in a seriously tight and uncomfortable knot.
You outdid yourself this morning with Taylor showing -6˚. Thankfully, no wind, so there was no insult added to the injury.
In your typical passive-aggressive fashion, you've decided to make my life miserable. I could live with the snow every day. In fact, I kinda like it. A fresh coat helps keep everything looking nice and tidy.
But we need to communicate better, my dear. It's all about communication. See, you tell me what's bothering you, and I don't do it anymore. Now wasn't that simple?
Although, I have to say, if you drag up that whole climate change thing I'm going to recommend you get thee to a good counselor. Get over it already. Sheesh.
Enough. Enough, I say.
Y|O|Y
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Open Letter To Mother Nature
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I have been wearing my mukluks, layers and layers of fleece, and my big puffy down coat this entire week. Talk some sense into Ms. Nature please!
Oh wow, feeling bad for you...here I am in a ski cap and it is 70 degrees...I would probably take one breath in your neck of the woods and fall down dead.
It could be worse.... not much, but it could be.
it's even cold here in Florida, but I can't complain, it was really nice, only I was in bed with a cold! Yuk!
Mother Nature is a bitter frigid bitch in winter.
I know it's a tired old song, but she does have a point with that whole climate change thing. And part of it is just upstate New York--thems the brakes.
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