Thursday, April 7, 2011

Sometimes I Whine About the Weather

I am going to write about something that is not even a little bit interesting, but that I nonetheless feel the need to complain about: the weather. I am so tired of this cold, windy nonsense. It is Springtime but we are still oscillating between miserable post-winter coldness and short bursts of appropriate warmth. Its April already and I want to address the season, saying “Get your act together!” Nobody can handle this frustration anymore. We want to be wear shorts and go barefooted through the mud; we want to feel gentle winds and heavy rainstorms. None of this damp, chilly unseasonable weather. I’m tired of wondering and hoping for spring days and so often being left out in the cold. We survived the long, zombifying Winter and now we are owed. We deserve some warm, green salvation.

Springtime means eating dinners outside and taking long walks in the long evenings. I’m ready to retire my sweaters and heavy wool socks until next winter. I’m ready for the birds to return south and the dogwood in my backyard to burst with white blossoms. Ugh, I’m sounding like a giant, sentimental cliche. This is what happens when I’m so deprived! I promise I’ll shut up about it the moment I get a few good warm days. Before I know it will be hot and humid out and everyone will be a little bit sunburnt. Maybe this year we are going to skip Spring altogether and go straight to Summer, since we have had some unusually hot and summery days sandwiched between cold, dreary ones.

I am so bothered by this! I had a soccer game today and despite the reasonable and sunny weather this morning, by the time we got to the field the temperature had dropped and it was once again overcast and chilly. Soccer is so much more enjoyable when the weather is agreeable. I’m sensitive to my environment. Something chemical happens to my brain and body when the temperature hit 65 degrees. I can feel this physical burst of energy and happiness. And winter always gives me hell; I sleep a lot more and smile less. I’ve been waiting for the weather to shift since last November and I’m getting so impatient. When can we have some warm days?

7 comments:

  1. I completely agree with this post Rosa! Spring is always my favorite season because you just feel so energetic after being cooped up all winter. Hopefully it's on its way now. :)

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  2. My dearest Rosa, I agree with the sentiments you have expressed in this delightful blog entry. However, I, unlike you, will not stop acting like a sentimental fool, wishing for my pretty snowy days of winter back. But that's just how hypocritical I am. :P

    Nice post, bro!

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  3. I love warm weather, yet, I find myself craving those gray, placid days of winter. I have always been a big fan of the cold, dull, and rainy days in England.

    Excellent post!

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  4. I actually hate spring and summer, because I hate unpredictable and/or unbearably hot weather. You basically highlighted how I feel about this particular season. Love the warm breezes too, but I am really not feeling the whole "warm one day, cold the next" thing either.

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  5. I spent two hours on Friday putting my winter clothes in storage and getting my spring and summer clothes out. Bad move. Saturday I had to open up the cedar chest and get a sweater that was warm enough for the chilly, damp day. Boo.

    (Also, you think you sound like a cliche, not a clique.)

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  6. This weather has been annoying and ugly. 90 degrees for a week and then one rain storm brings us back to the 30's and 40's. PREPOSTEROUS!

    I say we tell May what's really up and demand our warm and sunny weather back. I miss porch meals, target practice in the back yard, hiking, camping, sleeping outside and on my roof just for the heck of it, staying out all night running around barefoot and lounging (sleepy and content) through the daylight with a glass of lemonade in one hand and a book in the other.

    Matt & Kim's "Daylight" is the perfect addition to such days...
    Two verses really jump out to me on a nice summer day:

    we cut the legs off of our pants
    threw our shoes into the ocean
    sit back and wave through the daylight
    sit back and wave through the daylight

    and in the daylight we can hitchhike to maine
    i hope that someday i’ll see without these frames
    and in the daylight i don’t pick up my phone
    cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home


    good post

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