We've all heard the saying "Don't eat the yellow snow;" but these days, if the snow is yellow, it might be from something else than...well, you know.
In fact, the nationwide cold snap––being dubbed a "Polar Vortex"–– has brought about all kinds of unconventional methods for melting the snow and ice. Beet juice, molasses, potato juice, cheese brine...
So maybe the yellow snow might actually be tasty now.
All joking aside, I have no doubt we're all more than ready for this friggin' freak of frigidity to come to an end. They're feeling it even in Hawaii! Last time I checked, hula skirts didn't pair well with Uggs, but you never know. New trend, perhaps?
I, personally, am more than ready to wave good-bye to Frosty. He may look cute, but boy-o has a wicked streak. A sadistic streak, actually. I think he might be off his meds.
Whatever the case may be, someone needs to hunt him down and light a match.
A lot of matches.
Lots and lots of matches.
In the meantime, I guess we'll all have to hunker down and keep out eyes glued to the thermometer so that we know how to prepare. Blue might be a popular color in statement make-up right, now but I'm pretty sure that the blue-tinted lips on the pages of the glossies aren't courtesy of the thermostat. And blue nails? If it's not from the bottle of OPI you scored last week at Target, you might want to invest in some gloves.
We might not have snow or iced-over roads here in Pensacola, these insanely cold days are at the top of conversation. Greetings hello are swiftly followed by marveled observations about the weather and sincere lamentations about how much we miss the warmth. Maybe the commiseration is one of our most effective ways of warming up––we break the ice by exchanging shivers, discussing the dip and cursing the cold. Suddenly we are all on level ground, huddled around the proverbial bonfire that now replaces the water-cooler chat.
Isn't it interesting, what it sometimes takes to unite us on one (very cold) front?
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