Tag: Winter

Snow Back Home Gets Me Every Time


I’m not the biggest hero when it comes to snow. I’m not the biggest baby either though. I actually ENJOY shoveling it (great workout, for the win!) And I love a snowy photo walk around the neighborhood.


So, this week, the unthinkable happened. It snowed in Alabama—where I spent nine of my most formative years. (Yes, believe it or not, I once had a southern accent. There’s video to prove it.) In the nine years I lived there, we only ever got a dusting of snow. Never enough to cancel school, as they did this week. Never enough to shut down roads, as they did this week. Never enough to make it worth it.

If we’re Facebook friends, you know I proclaimed to all my southern buddies last night that they would make it through this wintry weather. But I just want to affirm to them, my gals and guys and y’alls… You WILL make it. Soon, it will be spring. Maybe even next week. Yes, really.

Until then, be safe. Bundle up. Light your oft-neglected fireplaces. And when you wish it were still “sweater weather” in four weeks. You know where to find me. And yes, we have a couch.

**note, the pictures AREN’T from Sweet Home Alabama. They’re just a taste of what my southern folks are missing out on.**

**UPDATE** YES. I do know it was bad. And I’m not making light of it. I KNOW the South isn’t prepared to handle the snow and ice they received. I KNOW because I lived there. And I know people were stranded and it’s not fun. It’s happened up north too. Here’s hoping officials everywhere will learn lessons from this, regardless of what their normal weather patterns are.

Waiting For Spring Gets Me Every Time


You guys. I can’t even lie. I am over it. The snow. The puffer jacket. The boots. The everything. And it’s got me in a funk here, hence the sporadic posts. Don’t get me wrong—I love curling up under a blanket with a cup of hot tea on a cold winter’s night. But I’m ready for spring. I’m ready to get back out there and explore without starting to sweat while wearing 15 layers because you were cold but then you got warm from hopping on the T. You know the feeling? We’ve got places to go, people to see and new spring clothes to show off.


Spring. So close, yet so far. Almost, Louise. Almost.