I thought Spring had sprung. Ha, well... I thought WRONG!!! I woke up to snow this morning. Looking at it on mountains is fine. Seeing it fall from inside near a fire? Sure! I'm down with that. Driving in it and having to stomp through icy, slushy, dirt-nastyness in Toms or ballet flats? Not cool. Not cool at all. The picture above is how I like to picture winter and snow. Heavenly. Pretty. Beautiful. Pure.
The picture below is of a tree right outside the Provo City Center. This is how snow really looks. It clings to the branches of this tree for dear life until the wind blows. Then the flakes start falling slowly to the ground.... they PILE UP and make life horrible at 5:45am. (when we all know I hate life at that time in the morning anyway)
...then this happens. You step out your front door into a pile of it. It gets in your shoes. It messes up your hair. It blankets your car forcing you to scrape it all off. In the cold. Without gloves. Even if you had gloves some of the cold flakes would still somehow manage to find their way to the inside of them. They almost mock you. Little tiny flakes inside your gloves making your wrists and hands wet(ish).
This. Look at it. It's gross. It's dirty. It's everywhere.
Well, not technically. I am being dramatic, I get that. I am just not a fan of looking at... this. Everyone up here laughs when they see me freeze on a "nice" evening or night. I shiver. I get cold easily. I am not used to the looks or wrath of this form of percipitation.
I want Summer. I want heat. I want a tan. BBQ's. Lakes. Boating. Friends. Sun burns.
I want BASEBALL!!! Texas Rangers style. At the ballpark with Rachel Fallows. Last year I went to a game with my BFITWFFFW (aka Rachel) and we bought our tickets there. They asked where we wanted to sit and I said "in the sun". It was a great day. GREAT!!! Shout out to Rach... I miss you giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirl!
Anyway. I am just sayin'
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