deal with it

It isn't a trade secret.

I hate snow.

I hate it deeply.

I didn't choose to live in a place with it. I didn't not come here on purpose. 16 years ago, Michigan was the right place to go so Don could get a good job, that is why I am here. That, and I love and adore my husband, which is a good thing.

I planned on living in Texas forever and ever. I am a dry, one season, rainless, snowless, brown, cactus filled, searing hot desert girl, period. I love it when it is 115 degrees in the shade, and yes, dry heat is different.

If you don't like the way I bash the winter months, deal with it. Don't read my posts about how I hate it. If you love it, I am happy for you. I have tried. I have tried *damn* hard, and it just isn't happening. I am sorry about that, really I am. I have made snowballs, I have gone sledding, and I just don't like it. Sure, I enjoy it for the sake of my girls, but that is it.

This place isn't my cross to bear (for those who understand this, yes, her comment on Facebook pissed me off!). Michigan is my home, and that is not a bad thing, but it sure as shit doesn't mean I need to *love* winter, or even like it a little.

And I don't.

So there.

Take it or leave it.

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