Well, it's finally happening. We're getting our first blast of "Arctic" air tomorrow. Or so they say. These lovely, lovely days of upper 60s/lower 70s are coming to an end. And, you know, I can handle the cold. I don't like it, mind you, but I can handle it.
What I really hate is the added bonus of precipitation they're predicting. "Wintry mix," the meteorologists call it. What a terribly misleading name. "Wintry mix" should be a delightful concoction found in a cut glass bowl at a holiday party, next to the chips and salsa and the spinach dip in the bread bowl. It should contain red and green M&Ms and nuts and all manner of tasty, toasted morsels, perhaps covered in a light dusting of powdered sugar. It should NOT be the sleety, dirty, nasty, not-quite-snow-and-not-quite rain stuff that mixes with the dirt on the road to form an even nastier gray sludge that gets sprayed all over your car whenever a giant SUV carelessly races past you.
I call foul. Wintry mix, my ass.
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Exactly! I'm envisioning that chocolate-covered-peanut-butter-mixed Chex concoction with a fair duating of powdered sugar... and red and green M&M's and nuts and...
Ah. I think I just burst something.
I am, however, ready for the weather to make a decision. Cold or warm... pick one. PLEASE. I don't even care which one anymore; I just can't handle this back and forth anymore!
I know--I need to banish some clothes to the back of the closet already!
That does sound tasty!
I don't mind slush so much. As long as it doesn't freeze into an icy mess!
I am now craving party mix, as well.
And yes, 3C--ice is distinctly worse!
See, I have spent years insisting that Wintry Mix should be some incredibly rich and decadent alcoholic hot chocolate concoction, but I think I like yours better!
Oooh...we can certainly drink "Wintry Cocoa Nog" while munching our "Wintry Mix."
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