An Unwelcome Blanket Arrived Today
I awoke groggily this morning, as is usually the case come Monday. My snooze button and I carried on our standard nine-minute game of "blaring radio and blind swat." I dragged myself into the bathroom and started my difficult morning ritual of improving on what could arguably be described as male perfection. I'm just that great.
With my face and head slathered in Dove soap, and my Mach 3 making short work of two days worth of cranial and facial stubble, I heard Amy, my roommate, come bounding down the stairs. She poked her head into my bathroom, grinning from ear-to-ear. Decked out in her impossibly cute white frizzy robe, I thought that there are definitely worse ways to start my morning.
"You might not want to go upstairs today," she said.
"Uh oh. Why not?" I asked, scanning down briefly to admire her legs.
"There's about three inches of snow on the ground," she chirped.
My heart sunk a tad, and I halted my shameless roomie ogling. Snow! No! Say it ain't so! I groaned audibly, and Amy laughed as she went back up the stairs.
It's no secret that I dislike winter very much. And, after a wonderful Sunday consisting of 40+ degree weather, I had sort of fooled myself into thinking that maybe we could escape the first snowfall until deep into December. Alas, it was not to be. Thankfully, Amy shovelled the driveway and sidewalks earlier in the morning, so I was saved that horrible task, at least for one day. So it begins, the daily vigil to see whether the snow gods will dump irritating flurries throughout the winter season.
Man, I hate winter.
Posted by Ryan at December 2, 2002 11:34 AM
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