Jennifer McKenzie
Romance--Boy meets girl. Romantic Suspense--Boy meets girl with dead bodies.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Whiskey Wednesday 4/11/07
Welcome to the next installment of Whiskey Wednesday.What is it about the Spring that makes everyone so happy about the weather?
Those of us who happen to be a little on the weird side and ENJOY the rain have a difficult time understanding the mass of people on the other side.
Let me explain.
For the entire winter, some of us are content. The rain is soothing, the sun isn't too bright, the weather isn't too hot and it's a good time to read a book or watch a movie. The splattering of the rain on the roof or the way the fog drifts over the ground is a source of comfort and relaxation.
But we don't get to enjoy it in silence. Oh no. Unfortunately, it is "in vogue" to complain about the weather. Okay, so there's a blizzard outside and you have frostbite. YOU moved to Alaska. What did you think was going to happen? Here, we get a lot of whining about the rain and fog. Um, it ALWAYS rains here. This is the northcoast. HELLO!!!!
Can you imagine what would happen if I started doing what they do? "It's too bright. It's too hot. I hate the spring. Everyone expects me to do yard work and I suck at yard work" and so on and so on.
I'm one of those off the wall, weird people who gets seasonal depression IN THE SPRING. I don't like summer.
So here's my rant. I'm not moving to fucking Arizona and complaining about the heat. I'm not visiting Alaska and complaining about the snow. Why, oh, why are people moving to my town and complaining about the rain and fog? I heard one woman in the store completely bewildered by the amount of time it rained. "It's rained for two weeks. When is it going to stop?" I don't say, but I'm thinking "It stops about 500 miles south of here. If you get in your car and drive, you'll see what I mean."
Okay, so now I'm done. Just know that when T.S Eliot wrote "April is the cruelest month" he was thinking of people like me.
| APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding | |
| Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing | |
| Memory and desire, stirring | |
| Dull roots with spring rain. | |
| Winter kept us warm, covering | 5 |
| Earth in forgetful snow, feeding | |
| A little life with dried tubers from T.S. Eliot's "Wasteland" |
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