thoughts on winter

It is snowing. Again. It seemed like it was finally going to melt. If the weather forecast is correct, it could hit 0°F by the week’s end. Now that is cold!

It seems that my new coat never shipped. The part that makes me angry is that if they had told me sooner, I could have possibly found something else. And actually if I hadn’t contacted them, I would have never known. And they wonder why they are having a financial crisis. They have closed almost all of their retail stores. (It’s Eddie Bauer in case you are wondering.)

So now I am back to square one. I looked a little bit today but it is pretty slim pickings. The spring items are starting to come in. There was a flowered trench coat that is so me, but it won’t help get me through this Chicago winter. I love spring. Almost all of my clothes are from the spring line. What to do?

They took down the reindeer and the lights in the plaza across the way. The wreaths across the street are also gone. There are some new funky lights on the Magnificent Mile, but I have only driven past once. I think the lights and decorations really help with the bleakness that winter can bring. I will miss looking down and seeing the reindeer.

What I won’t miss is watching ice fall from 40 or more stories above. The sound it makes is beyond frightening. There are signs on the ground level warning people of the danger. It is just something you don’t think of until you live in the big city. Icicles never presented such dangers when I was a girl.

There is a part of me that wants to go out and make snow angels or at least build a snowman. I opened the window tonight to touch the snow as it fell. Initially it was big soft flakes, but it is expected to become frizzle shortly and make the morning commute a nightmare.

Oh, what to do? What to do.

background noise :: it’s the same old song, david wilcox