Oh Darlin'

So I decided to blog today. I figured two months since the last post had been long enough, besides I'm feeling a little lame because Shelby has been such a dedicated blogger, while I have pretty much failed at it.

And now, presenting....

MY THOUGHTS

of today



Last night, as I was jammin to some sick tunes, a song by the name of "Red Red Wine" began to play. For those of you who are unfamiliar with that particular song, just imagine yourself on an island surrounded by a bunch of Rastafarians playing steel drums, and maybe throw like,  Bob Marley and some little coconut drinks with them little pink umbrellas in the mix. And there you go - Red Red Wine. As the song pressed on I found myself stricken with an intense longing for summer, and then, trying to find some way to cope, I bitterly forced open my curtains and through salty tears stared down at the ice and snow, shaking my fist.

Not that I don't like winter or anything. I mean let's get real, winter means CHRISTMAS. Heck ya baby. And freakin awesome blue Christmas lights and little presents wrapped up in bows tucked away under the tree, and gingerbread houses, and gingerbread men, and Charlie Brown Christmas specials, and ice skating, and hot chocolate and chesnuts roasting by an open fire, and everyone knows that the most magical thing in the whole world is looking outside your window Christmas Eve and seeing big huge fluffy snowflakes gliding gently to the ground, blanketing the world in white! And let's not forget my birthday. So ya, winter is pretty cool, but once you've surpassed the Christmas season it doesn't seem to hold a whole lot of appeal, ya know? I mean once you've unwrapped all the presents and put away the Christmas tree all winter is, is ice you have to scrape off the outside of your windshield (and in my truck's case on the INSIDE of my windshield) every morning, slippery side walks, and frozen noses. And disease. And illness.

Summer, on the other hand, is a time where I can drive around with my windows rolled down, feeling the warmth of the sweet night blowing through my hair. I can also go to snoshack every day, sit on the tailgate and eat peach snocones with cream on top, wear my overalls around everywhere, fish, horseback ride, drink lemonade from mason jars, grow baskets of flowers and hang them from my roof, open my windows at night and hear the chirp of grasshoppers. Among other things.

I'm not trying to bellyache or nothin, but I just miss summer real bad. I guess staying bundled up in my house and listening to Red Red Wine will just have to do for now.