Week 7: Free Writing

The first snowfall of winter is such a beautiful thing, and the way the sun makes the snow sparkle is even better. But seriously, I'm ready for all this damn snow to melt. Sure, it was fun and all at first. Snowball fights, sledding, making snowmen with your friends, but halfway through all those activities you start to realize that the cold has crept into your fingers...and then you wish you'd never sunk your hands in that 4 feet of snow. I'm tired of doing the fast-paced mom-walk to all of my classes, and tired of looking like an Alaskan Eskimo when I like in Northwest Ohio. I simply want it to be warm. So yes, I understand that snow can be beautiful, but it would be even more beautiful if it would pack up and go somewhere else.