Dull, dull dull, dull dull dull dull, dull.
Yep- a severe and chronic case of the "winter DULLS"
I have all the symptoms...
* dull skin
* dull hair
* dull clothes (an assortment of hoodies - ah- mostly gray in color - matches my hair..and my skin...and my car..and the skies)
* dull "social calendar"
* dull old snow left over on the ground
* dull air - that old mountain/valley "inversion" (s.m.o.g)
* dull finish on my car - a mixture of salt, snow, mud and sand
* dull cars on I-15 all look gray - even the red ones...and the blue ones and the green ones...
* trees, in their "neeked-ness", are gray
Wah Wah Wah. I'm even writing dull-ly..
In the winter, we can't just jump into the car and take a trip up to the mountains for a romp by the creek - the creek's frozen, the roads are treacherous, the price of gas is climbing (again) and it's just too darned cold. And it's been YEARS since we "romped"...
Neighbors hide out. We don't see anyone walking - except us with the pups in the morning & evening. Freezing. Gray air coming out our noses and mouths. Blue-gray lips...eyes frozen over in glassy-grayness...
The chicken stay in their coop. Hey, is that where they got "Cooped up"?? Huh..
We don't ski, or snowboard, or tube (but.. if I did, I could totally beat you down the hill - 'tis a good thing to carry weight in the winter!!)
We thought about learning to ski once - ONCE -then looked at the price of a ski lift ticket, cute puffy-outfits, skis, boots, and those ginormous sunglasses they all wear.. and the potential for breakage of appendages we need to have a steady income- and decided , eh, not so much..
We could go to the movies, but I want chick-flicks with tears and he wants action -flicks with things blowing up. And have your noticed the price of popcorn? Pop?? Water for heaven's sake?? We'd need part of that big 'ol bail-out money to even enjoy a matinée...
Cooking? Baking?? TV? Phuleeze...
What's a dieting, 4-minute-program-watching-because-he-has-the-remote-control girl to do?
Blog. OK... about?? Nuthin' honey.
Spend time reading delightful blogs that have photos of lovely far-away places, vintage items to totally covet....crafts done so beautifully that my eyes well up with ...jealousy??
And, yes,and feel like a balloon in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade because all of the fiber I have been eating (can I get stock in Beano??)
Welcome to my "Winter Wonderland"
Bah Humbu-----oh forget it.
-me (not the usual me - the winter-whiner me - the me that will go-away-as-soon-as-the-sun- shines-me)