Dear Mother Nature,
I've always been a fan of yours - the way you create seasons blows me away. (No pun intended). While I'm not that into spring or summer (allergies, sunburns, etc), I understand there needs to be a little bit of something for everyone. Besides, I love fall, and winter isn't far behind. There's something about the cool air that's rejuvenating. You can be truly amazing.
But you're also pissing me off.
I live in Northern Virginia. Vir-gin-ia. Not California, or Florida, or any other state that is periodically warm throughout the typical "winter" months. So could you please tell me why we've been experiencing temperatures close to 60 degrees lately? Sixty degrees. It's January! I'm not requesting blizzards or sub-zero temperatures, but an average around 30 wouldn't kill you, would it?
So here's my request, woman-to-woman. Get your act together.
Everyone has been tiptoeing around you, but I think it's time you hear some tough love. I'm telling you this for your own good because right now you're acting like a stereotypical woman who constantly changes her mind. You're better than that.
Or are you? You've been doing this for awhile now. I can understand growing tired, but maybe you just don't have it anymore.
That's right. The gauntlet has been thrown. You gonna show me what you've got or are you going to keep hiding behind random "chilly" days?
And don't think you can keep it cold through April and skip right to summer, either.
Someone who'd like to use her winter coat
P.S. Global warming? You're next. Consider yourself warned.