Well, the snow and ice has finally melted in middle Georgia. In shaded areas, it held on for more than a week. That must be some kind of record for this part of the world. We had way too many consecutive days with lows in the teens and twenties. I have said it a thousand times, if I really wanted to live like that, I could have moved to Ohio thirty years ago when someone else would have paid for it.
My wife’s Aunt Lee, who lived in Goldsboro, NC most of her life, would stop the newspaper, turn off the water and leave for Florida every year at the first prediction of frost. She wouldn’t come back until Easter. I always loved her for that because I could identify with that. It made sense to me because I despise having to wear thermal anything!
Yesterday morning I was looking out the window, watching the birds and squirrels in the yard. I commented that the squirrels this winter were the fattest I ever remember seeing. I guess they have been just lying around in their recliners, eating nuts and watching football like the rest of us. Well, maybe not the football part, but I did get the idea that they probably had been a little lax with their physical activities and diet since Thanksgiving. OK. Maybe seeing them made me think about how lax I have been during that time period.
I am just glad that it has warmed up some. Don’t worry. I am not going to do something crazy; I just want to be able to walk around the block without being afraid I’ll slip on the ice. I don’t know what P90X means and my daughter had to explain who Jillian Michaels is. A couple of the guys from church are doing the Insanity workout video. (How crazy is that?)
You just can't believe how glad I am that the ice and snow nightmare is over. I had this recurring dream that they had moved my hometown to Ohio. As pretty as it was, I prefer to visit the snow and ice rather than it coming to me. In fact, I like snow best on Christmas cards, and on TV in fringe viewing areas.
