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It’s a “Marshmallow World”–NOT!

I have had it.

This cold weather is wicked.

Wickedly relentless.

 I do admit I’ve always loved the elegant and distinct beauty winter brings.

The white crystal flocked trees are breath taking.

But it’s not the mystical Elsa’s Ice Castle charm that I’m tired of–

it’s the bone-chilling-never-get-warm COLD I’m tired of.


Every morning, I see the same thing on my phone:

temperatures in the single digits or teens.

That is crazily nippy!

The sad thing is, my body is getting used to these frigid, freezer temps–

and I think my blood is thickening…. like… ketchup!


It’s so pathetic when I think that 33 degrees is tropical and a bit balmy. Sad, sad.

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I just checked, and we still have 40 days until spring.

But here where I live, that just means 40 more days to the beginning of “Spricky”.

{Translated: Spring and “icky” combined together to equal three drawn-out months of slow torment.}

I’ve tried every happy, positive winter time song to lift my spirits and to help me endure.

“It’s a marshmallow world in the winter…..”

Nope! Not helping.

Even my beloved steaming cup of hot cocoa lacks the magic it once afforded me.

Nope! Not helping.

OK, that’s it!

When the chocolate fix doesn’t fix any more… then I’m done!

Spricky, I better see you in 40 days.

I am now counting.

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One Comment

  1. Hang in there! Once it gets nice, Eli is coming up with his race cars!!!

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