I was born and raised in Utah but I have never learned to like cold weather. I am not a skier. I've only been ice skating a handful of times and only go sledding a few times each year, if at all. I'm just not that into winter. And the older I get the more and more I come to just hate it.
I enjoy the aesthetics of a white Christmas, but by December 26th I want all of the white stuff to go away. And by the middle of February that white stuff (or icky gray stuff it has become) makes me totally crazy.
Last year on the Sunday of President's Day weekend I came home from church and told my husband I just couldn't take it anymore and to spend another day cooped up in the house with my stir crazy children would put me over the edge. We spontaneously decided that we would go in search of warm weather--immediately. We gathered enough clothes for a few days, our tennis rackets and fishing poles, jumped in the van and headed south. We had no plans or reservations and we didn't care.
We made it as far as Hurricane by nightfall and were fortunate enough to get one of the last hotel rooms in town. The next day we discovered that the hotel had a miniature golf course out back so we spent our morning golfing as a family. In the afternoon we went to St. George and took a long walk together on a city trail next to the Virgin river WITHOUT our coats!! We found out the weather in Mesquite was 10 degrees warmer so we headed there and spent the next two days at an awesome hotel that was NOT a casino but had a heated pool. We found tennis courts at a city park and had a picnic in the balmy 70 degree weather and basically just rejuvenated our souls.
It was one of my favorite family vacations of all time. We didn't do or see anything spectacular, it was just three days of carefree togetherness. I long for those days and wish we could repeat it this year. But there is no rest for the weary or the self employed small business owner so I'm stuck here to endure the final weeks of winter.
I was feeling rather hopeful last week when almost all of the snow in my front yard had melted (Three cheers for a house that faces south!) but was a bit disheartened to see a dusting of snow on the lawn again this morning.
Yuck!
5 comments:
Every day I remind myself that each day gets a little longer and I can't hold back the spring any more than I can hold off the winter- it's coming and I couldn't be more thrilled.
I hope you're not looking outside today? I feel the very same way. I'm so glad you got to go away and soak up some sun and warmth. Wish you could share with me right now.
I love your post. We live in Sunny Arizona and I feel so glad to have the nice weather in the winter--the summers on the other hand I'd gladly trade. I'm so impressed at you going on a little trip . . . to refresh your souls and your family.
ps I am a friend of Heidi Boden.
But wouldn't it be boring not to have the change of seasons...I appreciate spring and summer so much more after enduring winter!
Sometimes unplanned excursions are the best ones of all. Surprises around every corner. (I would invite you to my house as a get-away, but we have more snow here than at your house. But I do have a lot of DVDs we could escape into. Keep that in mind.)
Post a Comment