I don't think anyone believed it would really happen.
"Winter? Again? So soon? But, summer was just...Is there nothing to be done about it?"
No. 'Fraid not. No deferments. No appeals. No special pleading. Only forbearance. And it would help if you would all put your winter tires on now, please, thank you. Which no one did.
Last weekend the pepperkake went on sale. And last night? Last night it snowed. Oh, not much. Only 2 or 3 inches at most. But still. Winter -- that bitch -- she's back.
I hear talk, occasionally, when I choose to listen, that there have been predictions of another winter as harsh and cold as the last one. Personally, I think it's a load of bullshit, and mean-spirited fear mongering. But still...what if it's true?
I'm not being the least bit poetic or melodramatic when I say, I don't think I can handle another winter like last winter. Empty wells, frozen pipes, daily shovelling, minus 29.9 degrees. That's the record low on our thermometer. I don't care to ever see that one broken. I'll throw the fucker in the lake before I see it dip another tenth of a degree lower. Well -- first I'll hack through a foot of ice, then I'll throw that little fucker in the lake! So help me God I will!
If I sound a little cheerless and bleak lately, it's because I am. Things are not going well at school. My hair is suddenly choker-block full of grey hair. When did that happen? It's been two months since I last went out running. All work and no play, and I'm still not as smart as I think I should be? Oh, and I'm cold. All the time cold. And now there's snow.
Ah well, at least the pepperkake went on sale last weekend. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, pepperkake is absolutely the best and brightest part of Norwegian Christmas. Still waiting on the juleøl though. I'm sure everything will be better when the juleøl (Christmas beer) hits the shelves.