Fan of the Fake Snow
I walked the dog today wearing lounge pants, a long-sleeved t-shirt, a sweatshirt, a polar-fleeced lined jacket, gloves, and a knit hat. I think it was fifty-five degrees. It’s hard to even imagine myself living somewhere that the temperature regularly falls into the thirties or below. We get a few days a year where we skim into the thirties, but it’s as likely to be in the seventies as the forties all winter long. Possibly even the humid eighties–blech!
I’m perfectly content with my little basket of pretend snowballs. I don’t need the real thing.
Posted in photo advent calendar on 12/07/2010 11:08 pm
12/08/2010 at 2:05 am
I think you are rubbing it in. Mean girl!
12/08/2010 at 3:11 am
I recently moved to Southern Utah, well by recently I mean 2 years ago. Yesterday it was 55 degrees here and I spent the afternoon laying in the hammock laughing at my former life which probably has 2 feet of snow on the ground.
12/08/2010 at 2:49 pm
Uhhh…yeah. It's in the TEENS here. Walking the dog means a LOT of layers and chapped lips all the time.
12/08/2010 at 5:17 pm
Aww, I like those! I live in Houston, too, but last year I lived in Boston where the snow was on the ground for about four months and I started hating it. So fake snow is pretty darn good, in my opinion!