Clearly you have forgotten me.
So, I wrote you a poem to help jog your fickle little mind…
Rain and wind, go away,
Don’t bother coming back another day.
Because you suck.
Do you like it, Spring?!
Not that I even care one itty bitty if you do.
I’m not wasting my time on this one sided relationship any more; I’m tired of pining after you while you ignore me completely.
I’m over you anyway; I’m ready for summer to rock my world.
I know, I should be happy that’s it not 32 degrees anymore, but I just can’t do it.
I swear, Spring, you’re so the teasing little tramp unpredictable.
One day we’re enjoying this…
And the next, we’re sitting in the house trying to busy ourselves with crafts we hate doing and baked goods that make us jittery as we attempt to avoid the flash flood warnings that are washing our unkempt front yard away.
We want to blow bubbles…
And swing on swings…
And give #3 ample opportunity to plummet from the top of teh jungle gym straight down to the ground.
Okay, maybe not the last one, but park injury is a risk you take to enjoy park weather. As much as I was horrified by the incident, it’s just one of the dangers I’m willing to face to GET OUTSIDE OF THIS BLOODY HOUSE!
Perhaps I have that winter-makes-me-mopey-and-mean psychological disorder that people are always going on about?
Because it seems that I feel all seasonal and affective and disorderly like this every year when the weather turns cold.
It starts shortly after the Christmas holidays and generally lasts up until Easter.
Doesn’t help that we live on the shady side of the street either. I get to look out the window at the across-the-street neighbors and get all jealous that the snow in their yard has melted completely. Their grass is starting to come up all green, while mine is still partially covered in clumps of dirty, yellow snow (what? I have three Dudes and they don’t care if it’s freezing outdoors, peeing in the yard is generally preferred to peeing in the house like an everyday human being).
So yeah, Spring, get your butt in and out of here with a quickness.
I don’t care if you’re a lion, or a lamb, or Sam I Am.
I’m officially declaring myself a Summer girl.
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You need to move South. :)
I know! And there was snow coming down on Sunday. When will this end?
Oh mama! I hear ya! Only, it is only 32 here today and it sucks. a lot.
I’m so so so sick of winter.
I hope spring here’s you, feels threatened and gets it’s darn butt in gear!
I am a summer girl too! And I am so behind on on my blog reading, so if you’ve addressed this, my apologies, but what do you think about the changes/upgrades to the iPad2? I’m wishing my iPad had the built in camera because video calls from my iPad would be so cool but can live without the otehr stuff.
I’ve always loved winter but this one has kicked my butt and I’m waving the white flag. Is it too late to enlist as a summer girl too?
i hear everyone starting to talk about spring, which means i guess we’re set to head into autumn!!!
We are getting snow today. SNOW! 3-6 inches. Seriously. I’m made enough to punch one of my dogs in the face. But I won’t, because they are pugs and their noses are already pushed in.
Your in Maryland right? Its a lot chillier there than here, move to NE NC and clear the mopy winter blues! HEHE – I lived in Northern Ohio from 2004-2007 and it was VERY DEPRESSING in the winter.. So freaking cold. Gray skys.. seriously contributed to my PPD after my 2nd son. NC is much better for those mood swings :)
But its also insanely hot here in the summer, which can be unenjoyable too. So I guess we each deal with pains of location some way or another :)
My dad btw is from Maryland. And his sister still lives there in Damascus. We go up to Delaware at least once a year to visit my grandparents, they live near Bethany Beach. Ever been there?
I LOVE the image of yellow snow. This has got to be one of the ugliest times of year. At least all that white covered everything!
I can’t wait for summer! I think spring is a fickle b*$%!, frankly. If I was a groundhog, I’d come out of my hole and give spring the one-finger salute. hee hee… I want to wear sandals. And sleeveless tops. NOW.
Totally a summer girl too, can’t wait!