Friday, March 22, 2013


Dear Jack Frost,
No one likes you. Wait, my crazy sister does. Go visit her. I've had enough. People who are naturally hot blooded and enjoy things like skiing and ice skating like you. I am not one of those people. I tolerate you because your arrive usually precedes Thanksgiving, Christmas, Baby Girl's birthday and other happy family times. This year you have outstayed your welcome. GET OUT.

Don't you have somewhere better to be, like the southern hemisphere?

I am tired of bundling up my baby girl and wrestling with the car seat straps over the layers of clothes and winter coats. I'm tired of making sure my car warms up for 20 minutes each morning. I want to go on walks. I want to go to the zoo. I want WARM WEATHER.

Didn't you get the memo? It is Spring.

All normal people that love warmth.

PS. If we skip Spring entirely and go straight to the humidity of a New Orleans August, another disgruntled letter will be mailed post haste to your superior, Mother Nature.

1 comment:

monkers27 said...

i read the first sentence and i had to comment! I LOVE WINTER!!!! I do love you jack frost!