Enough...

Excuse me Mother Nature but - Enough snow already! Hello did you forget that spring has sprung and it is time to put the snow away till next year. The population sign in my town is going to have to change with the amount of snowmen that have been built this season and my yard is now going to be considered holy ground because of the amount of snow angels that have been created. Yes, living in Wisconsin during this winter has been challenging. I have a Jeep so driving in the snow wasn't bad but I do not have a snow boy (much like a pool boy but for winter) so cleaning off the Jeep windows and shoveling the snow was another story. Alright who am I kidding my husband did 98% of the snow removal BUT I did sweep off the porch. Before you go thinking her poor husband please note that I am from the south and he is from here and he is the reason we still live in this climate so he has brought this upon himself. I am more than happy for us to move to the south and I will maintain the yard. I believe I would enjoy living in the south if we had the opportunity but I am not sure my Yankee boy would ever be happy. I did get him down home for a visit a few years back and one thing he was commenting about was the amount of bugs on his windshield and how everybody talks to us like they have known us our entire life. I had to talk for his sorry butt a few times so we didn't seem rude cause he just wasn't use to chatting with strangers but he did start doing some better after a bit. Funny how I realized after that visit back to the south how much influence the north has had on me. I wonder if I would really like living in the south anymore? There are definitely things here in the north I enjoy like the absolutely perfect fall weather, I enjoy living two blocks from Lake Michigan, my job pays fairly well which isn't easy to find in the south, and will I admit I do like a white Christmas. Please let me note that I only like it white the week of Christmas and other than that forget it! Ah the south brings pleasure to me in the form southern comfort food, friendly people who seem to know how to be polite always, slower pace style, ceiling fans on porches that wrap around the house and have at least one swing on it, simple pleasures without the need to be materialistic. Maybe if I start requesting now by the time we retire I can get my husband to at least live part of the year in the south. (I am picking the part of the year after Christmas when it is cold, dark, and snowing in the north.) All this talk of the home makes me want a glass of sweet tea...