For 2018, I thought I’d shake things up some and swap out Motivational Monday for Music Monday. I snatched the idea from my good friend and awesomesauce author Leenie Brown. Read all about her amazing books and blog posts here: http://www.leeniebrown.com
In college, I worked at a classical radio station. Antonin Vivaldi’s Four Seasons was one of my all time favorites. Despite currently living in North Carolina (to change soon!) we got a few inches of snow last week and had below freezing temperatures. The result was snow and ice remaining for days and days as there were insufficient snow plows and salt in addition to the lack of heat. It reminded me of when I lived in Alaska, actually! Thankfully, we are now back to normal temps for the area and the snow is melting away, kids are back in school, and roads are returning to normal.
For your listening pleasure, “Winter” from the Four Seasons by Vivaldi.
I love winter. I love the cold weather. I love how it feels to breathe in cold air. I love how cthe snow makes everything look sparkling clean. Memories of snowball fights and sledding are among my favorite, even if I did break my tail bone while trying to glimpse at my 13-year-old crush. And the food! Soups, chilis, baked goods, coffee, hot chocolate. What’s not to love?
And then the other truth is, I HATE winter as a parent. Dragging kids around in arctic temperatures is awful. Worrying about their little hands and feet. Insisting on gloves and hats. YES your coat needs to be zipped. Taking half an hour to get bundled up to play in the snow just to come running back in freezing and unhappy 10 minutes later. Ugh. And then the hot chocolate. It’s too hot! Then it has to cool down, which defeats the purpose of using it warm them up. Soup? My kids only want it when it’s in *my* bowl. Chili? They shun anything that has more than one flavor at a time. Of course, they love corn bread and cookies.
But here’s the real evil.
When did something so wonderful and glorious turn into something that is a plague on my existence?
Growing up, I was always told to enjoy my childhood because adulthood had things like worries about bills. Well, I already worried about bills as a child but they should have told me snow days would be ruined. No longer are they days for enjoyment but rather for cursing the closing of many businesses, schools, and daycares for the children.
Don’t get me wrong, I want everyone to be safe but trying to entertain children inside who are bouncing off the walls with energy and convinced that outside is fun is a special brand of torture.
How do you feel about winter and snow days? Or do you live in an area without cold weather?