How is it that I was born and raised in Iowa, I have never lived in any other state, the furthest I've lived from my hometown is a three hour drive, and I absolutely hate snow. Really, I just despise winter. The years come and go, and every year, I act like it's new and unexpected that it is going to be freezing, it is going to snow/freezing rain/ice/mixture of it all, and I'm going to be displeased with it all. I act like I don't know it's coming, even though I spend the rest of the year being so happy it isn't winter.
But I was born here. It's not like I know a whole winter without awful temperatures and terrible weather. I realize it happens in other places. I've spent a Christmas in an outdoor pool staring gleefully at palm trees while fellow Iowans told me they couldn't possibly imagine Christmas feeling right without snow. But it felt more like Christmas to me because the gift was that there was no snow, you see.
I've tried to blame my yearning for yearlong perfect weather on genetics. Could it be that because my dad was born on the equator that I just am destined to grumble, mumble, and stomp my feet at this snow and ice and subzero temperatures? That must be it.
Other people are all, "Oh, yeah, I don't like this weather. I hate driving in it and it's so cold. But, you know, ya gotta appreciate the four seasons!" And then I'm all in their face and say, "BUT NO! It could be BETTER! I hate this!! Places exist where it is 70 degrees ALL THE TIME! GENETICALLY, I crave it!! Why do I stay here and suffer so?? My genes say no! *pant pant*"
But I know why I stay here. Because my family is nearby and nothing is more important to me than family. My best friends are a hop and a skip away. Winter is different every year... sometimes it might only last from January through March and sometimes it can last from October through the very beginning of April, so I always have the hope that it will be one of those Two Month Winters. And finally... because hot lattes and macchiatos don't taste right in any other weather.
3 comments:
I'm sure it does get annoying when there is snow on the ground for weeks at a time. But I have to tell you, we BEG for one little snowfall each year. I figure, if it's going to be that cold anyway, it might as well be pretty!
AMEN. although i am not sure about your genetic theory. all of my ancestors froze their butts off and i still HATE IT. every time i go outside this time of year, i am absolutely shocked at how cold it is. it's like i don't remember or i am in denial or something. when we are old and after our husbands have left us, let's retire to somewhere warm.
haha, Rena, agreed
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