It's funny 'cause it's true....
"The hag of winter is upon us all."
This was the line solemnly delivered by a friend this evening. After which, we started laughing.
I had been griping about feeling horrible and old -- one of those miserable days where you feel you like you're 10 years older than you are ... and you suspect people looking at you would agree.
Worse still was listening to an enthusiastic publicist who is leaving early in the morning to sail in the Caribbean.
Jealousy.
When the wind hits, the thermostat drops and the glittering snow starts swirling on your front porch, nothing makes you more envious than the knowledge that others are heading for warmer climes. Not that the winter has been terribly horrendous... but you do long for a day or three where you can step outside in flip-flops and an old T-shirt without concerns of hypothermia or frostbite.
The hag of winter has us indeed in her miserly old grip.
Bloody Canadian weather.
This was the line solemnly delivered by a friend this evening. After which, we started laughing.
I had been griping about feeling horrible and old -- one of those miserable days where you feel you like you're 10 years older than you are ... and you suspect people looking at you would agree.
Worse still was listening to an enthusiastic publicist who is leaving early in the morning to sail in the Caribbean.
Jealousy.
When the wind hits, the thermostat drops and the glittering snow starts swirling on your front porch, nothing makes you more envious than the knowledge that others are heading for warmer climes. Not that the winter has been terribly horrendous... but you do long for a day or three where you can step outside in flip-flops and an old T-shirt without concerns of hypothermia or frostbite.
The hag of winter has us indeed in her miserly old grip.
Bloody Canadian weather.
posted by /hg | 2:48 a.m.
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