Winter weather, finally! But at what cost?

I was starting to think that spring would happen before winter did, and that made me worry about my plans for this big fancy food garden--which would be unfortunate, for sure. Last week, we had most of the days in the 50s or 60s, a little rainy, a lot not-like-winter. And then starting maybe Monday this week, the temperature plummeted and the weather men started preempting TV shows, and the schools all peaced out, and then it snowed. 

Not the sweet, fluffy, deep snow we had for a month by this time last year, but this hard, icy snow that has glazed everything an inch deep and made it so it's almost impossible to walk on the ground outside.

Dad fell getting groceries the other day. 

My nephews have been waiting on snow for months since the leaves fell, and it's too cold for them to go out and enjoy it.

My sister and my niece have been sick since the day the temperatures went all The Day After Tomorrow. 

My tulips, that had several inches above the soil last week, are now iced over, and the baby bok choi that had just broken the surface is, I'm pretty sure, slime now.

I wanted winter, but I didn't really want a winter that's unusable.

I guess I need to be more specific.

And I also need to complain less, because I know a lot of you have it worse.

So I'll go back to planting my spring plants, and I'll drink my hot tea, and I'll think warm thoughts.

How're you guys holding up?

Currently - Proper snow!

Real snow! And it's past noon and its still there! The light is crazy-bright, too, so I had no idea what these pictures looked like until I came inside!

Today's Tea - Tetley, because it's super-wintery

Here you see my fab tea jar, which I picked up, like three or four of for a dollar at a thrift store and want more of, and below that, some of the day that requires such tea!

men

Is it weird that I want to be able to wear clothes like a man? Sometimes, anyway. I don't want to be a man, I like being a woman and dating men, but I wish I could wear a coat like a man does, long and lean and tall, especially tall. It's not even that I wish I was taller-- I gave up on that wish when it was obvious I wasn't ever going to be taller than my 13 year old self-- but just... I wish I could be taller when I wear coats. I wish I could look like Sherlock and Peter Bishop when I have peacoats on.

I have aesthetics problems, obviously. It's why I keep getting pierced and tattooed. But there isn't anything that can make me look like that in the winter only, and only when I'm wearing my new coats. I'll have to make due with simply losing more weight so I can get the leaner part of the equation, at least!

I feel dreamy and mutable today, and it's aggravating that I can't be physically so changable.