Is it weird that every time I hear bad weather’s coming or a storm’s approaching, I get excited?
I think it’s that kid part of me; A part of my being still gets excited at no school, no homework, no test tomorrow.
Even when the power goes out, I’m giddy and full of adrenaline.
As the wind hammers the house, I secretly hope it’ll rip off the roof.
When it snows and snows and snows, I hope it never stops – even if I have to shovel it!
Of course, this is all highly dependent on whether or not I have to travel somewhere. But when I’m home and my family’s home, I couldn’t ask for anything more. I just love that cozy feeling; Let’s get trapped together, laugh and drink together. Keep The Weather Channel on in the background. Let’s turn on the news and see where it’s like somewhere else.
There’s been a lot of speculation about this coming winter and how horrible it’s supposed to be and I’m all like, bring it on. I have the shovels and scrapers and cans of anti-freeze and heat-warmers for my gloves. I’m so ready. I’m smiling inside.