People have been complaining about the weather all winter long. It has been a typical Canadian winter here, cold, snowy, windy and snowy.
I really don't know why we are surprised every year. Really, we live in Canada.
But where I usually enjoy the cold weather, the snow, the windchills, this year, I have joined the masses as belly ached about the weather. Last winter, it was so warm we were sitting on a patio for St Patrick's Day.
It hardly seems fair, this years winter. It actually has me feeling a little bit blue. Here is a recap of what the weather has been doing lately.
Last weekend, we were doing this:
See how happy he is? My little man LOVES the snow and welcomes each snowfall with joy.
My little lady is more of an observer than a do-er. She takes the broom on purpose. She knows she can't do anything with a broom.
She decided to go to the back. But would only walk in the tire tread. It took ten minutes.
This past Saturday, we were doing this:
All decked out in their new (bought that day) rain gear, we headed out on Saturday night for a very exciting walk in the rain. My little lady had a nervous break down when we got home because she wanted to sleep with her umbrella.
The next day this happened:
Yeah, I'm not any happier about it than you are, son.
Mr. Man decided to take matters in his own hands. See that old dead weed?
He is planting it.
He needs spring. His words, not mine.
My little lady wouldn't even get up off the flower bed edge this time. She is never really all that impressed when it snows, so this was even more unpleasant for her.
March is so fickle.
Can't wait to see what April brings...