be gone!

Dear Snow,

When I was a kid, one of my big hopes was the you would come in time for my birthday. Somehow it seemed like a better day with big, white flakes covering the earth. The prospect of the first toboggan run, hot chocolate with melted marshmallows and snowball fights after school made it all the more exciting. Much to my disappointment, the grass was usually still green and I had to be content with mimicked snow by way of coconut sprinkled vanilla frosting on my cake. This year, however, you showed up big time! My kids and I were thrilled when the first snow storm was forecast. We danced and played and frolicked as you reached the earth for the first time this season.

We continued to be pumped when snow storm after snow storm pummeled our region. I hadn’t seen this much snow since I was a kid. But just like summer vacation, McDonald’s and junk food binges, the magic began to fade. The kids grew weary of slugging through unbelievably deep snow and freezing cold fingers. I was tired of soggy socks from all the puddles of melted snow at the back door. My husband started to mutter like an old man every time he headed out to shovel… AGAIN! Once my birthday party and then my brother’s got cancelled, I was totally over you.

This morning when I looked out and saw that you came again last night, all I could do was groan. I long for the day that I look out and see something other than white, grey and frozen brown.

Snow, you need a lesson in moderation. You really have become like a clingy boyfriend who is there every time you turn around. You know, the one that made you feel special with all of the attention and togetherness for the first month and then grew increasingly more annoying until you told him that you’d be better off as friends (the kind of friends who never talk or see each other)?

So catch a hint already and make yourself scarce! We’re all pretty much over you.

Cordially,

Rachel

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