I woke up this morning, looked out the window, and that is what I was greeted with. There are few things in life that really make me feel at peace. This is one of them.
I was born and raised in Bend, Oregon where a scene like this is anything but uncommon. I suppose that’s why it makes me feel so comfortable, it reminds me of home. Now, if only I had a wood stove and a cup of hot cooca.
The neighbors have their snowmobiles out cruising up and down the road. By “cruising” I mean flying like a bat out of hell, doing cookies, and swaying from one side of the street to the other. I’m sure my sister has her 4-wheelers out, a sled tied to the back, doing the same thing. Note to self: Make time to stop by my sisters house today equipped with hats and gloves.
I was raised in a backwards family. As if that’s news. We love the winter and all things that come with it. The holidays, the snow, and most of all the play time. None of us can seem to find a damn good thing about summer. I fail to find joy in a time of year that requires my cellulite to be on display and my children home all day. There just aren’t enough Margaritas by the pool to make that worth it.
Scott hates the snow, he’s from Monterey, CA where winter is a foreign concept. I suppose watching him stomp around the house in utter disgust may contribute to some of my delight. After 6 years together, you have to find joy in the simple things.
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Bend, Oregon gets snow? I was raised in Chilliwack, BC, and we didn’t get snow…well not anything worth getting excited about.
It sure is pretty though.
Yep. People always think Oregon just gets a lot of rain because of the valley. Once you cross over the mountains into Central Oregon all the way to Eastern Oregon, its all winter lustry over there. Well, in the winter.
I am so jealous. I live in L.A. it was 70 today. I HATE it… but my husband loves it. I agree with the cellulite part. As I get older why do I want to live in a climate where strappy sundresses are almost a requirement to make it though the day without passing out from the heat. Help!!!
Sounds to me like I should send my husband down there to live with yours and you can come live up here.
“I fail to find joy in a time of year that requires my cellulite to be on display and my children home all day”
Don’t forget: you get to wear big puffy jackets that hide all the winter fat you’re gaining.
It only snows about once a year here in SC…being from NY, I can honestly say I don’t really miss it. I do wish that just once, though, our once a year snowfall would happen on Christmas.
Joys in the simple things is right. I’m ahead of you by three years and one kid the simple things turn into “Honey you want a drink?”
“Yeah”
“Get up and get it then and get me some too.”
And giggling like a maniac when he looks at you in astonishment.
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I figure if I have to put up with paper towels in the sink and boogers on the shower floor, at the very least I should be able to laugh at his blonde moments.
Yes, the 4-wheelers were out. Where were you?
Sitting at home eating Honey Nut Chex cereal.