This weekend saw another huge dump of the white stuff, which means it’s time for one of my pet peeves: non-stop weather griping.
Whether it’s the sudden influx of creative Facebook posts (‘I hate snow!’), or the constant dire and humourless laments by radio station DJ’s , grocery store cashiers, or the random Blockbuster Video clerk who checked in my incredibly tardy Zack and Miri Make a Porno’ , it causes me to exclaim:
It snowed. It’s Calgary. Get over it.
A Calgarian since I was pre-menstrual, I have had many experiences with the infamous Alberta deep freeze, and what the unrelenting wrath of a Calgary winter actually entails. That being said, is it truly necessary to voice such bitter contempt every time we have to shovel a little?
I understand a constant barrage of snow ain’t no picnic. I too have a driveway, sidewalk, and steps to shovel. And I drive the Deerfoot almost daily. And while I agree that it seems like our city’s snow removal department has been reassigned to more pressing duties this season, enough with the ‘oh, god, more snow?’ rants.
Just what is everyone so eager to get to? We should be doing an appropriately-toqued and mitten-ed happy dance! More snow means no lawn or yard work, more forced fence-building procrastination, and further justification for continued scarf and boot purchases. (Not to mention more time to work out before the summer body-reveal of course!)
So stop filing grievances with Mother Nature, enjoy your rosy-cheeked glow, and take in the winter wonderland with a hot chai latte in hand.
After all, it’s only three months until the ‘is it hot enough for you?’ onslaught begins.