Winter time in Wisconsin!
It's winter time in Wisconsin
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Wisconsin
When the snow's up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around
I could never leave Wisconsin
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
Sadly I cannot take credit for that one, it's been making the email rounds this winter here in Wisconsin, I even got it from my blog sister in Florida!
My friends in warmer climates might think this is just a funny little poem, but it's actually the truth.
Those of my cold weather friends who are suffering with me, I have this question~ You know that neat crunchy sound your boots make on fresh snow?
I'm SICK of that sound! Does this make me a cold weather wimp?
Normally I'm not a wimp,
okay, there is the whole spiders-snakes-rodents-bats thing, but that's not the same as being wimpy. I grew up in northern Wisconsin, where it was not unusual to have snow banks as high as the power lines, and several weeks of sub zero weather. So what is wrong with me this winter? Why am I not just enjoying the cold (read that frigid) temperatures and the fact that the mosquitos have all finally gone dormant, and there isn't any grass that needs cutting? Gosh, am I getting old? Maybe if I get out some spring looking fabrics and start (yet another) quilt? Yes, that must be what I need........ off to my sewing room!