Cold is Cool

I like winter. No, I hate winter.

I can't decide which camp I am in.

I like winter when I am not miserably cold. I like winter when I don't slide our suburban down the driveway and hit a tree. I like winter when I don't have to pay triple the cost on my electric bills that I normally do.

Does that make sense? I like it, but I hate it because all of those things have happened.

I like winter when school is cancelled and the kids spend more time at home. I like winter we you walk outside with fresh fallen snow and you can't hear a sound...it's beautiful. I like winter because I like hot chocolate and it gives me an excuse to drink lots...and I mean gallons.

Yep, what I am really saying is that I don't really hate winter, I secretly love it.

Mostly I like winter because it makes me think that summer is just around the corner. Winter makes me appreciate all those things I get to experience every summer at kamp: high humidity, sweating like there is no tomorrow, big gulps from the drinking fountain till I am bloated like a camel. Ahh, I can't wait.

I do like winter...I don't hate it. It's part of the cycle that reminds me spring and new life are just around the bend, and I get really pumped about that.