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Thursday, February 12, 2009

Death by Father Winter

Winter is slowly killing us. If my child spends another day indoors, without fresh air or the ability to run off her boundless energy, I may be forced to ship myself south.

Things are not pretty here.

Ally is wound so tight at the moment that the only sound in our house is screaming.

Have I mentioned its not pretty?

We have not seen grass since Christmas and there's still a good 6" that needs to melt.

I weep looking at pictures others are posting of shorts and short sleeves. Its still t-shirts under long sleeved shirts, under sweatshirts, under snow coats for us here.

And its only February...


Amanda said...

Oh, what I get to look forward too :)

Lisa said...


I won't even mention that I've had the windows open all week.

Kritter Krit said...

You could come to Arkansas. We specialize in sixty degree temperature spans - within a single day, mind you. Morning: 20 degrees. Afternoon: 80 degrees. Of course, it could be the other way around, if a storm blows through. Keeps us on our toes!

KellyABean said...

I feel your pain sister. *sigh*

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