Okay, so after being horribly displaced in Virginia for about 20 years, I am finally back at home in my adorable little hometown in NE Ohio. (Okay, I have been back for about a year, but who's counting?)
Since being back home where I belong, I have been thrilled to see that a lot has remained the same during my absence. Mark & Philly's and Rocco's Pizza are still here, the fun riverfront festivals are still going strong, and many of the same businesses I remember seeing as a kid are still there in the same locations. Gotta love being from a small, very family-oriented town!
But there is one thing I simply cannot seem to get used to....The weather. You see, here in Ohio, there are 4 very distinct seasons with very noticeable variants in temperature and precipitation. When it rains, it pours, and when it snows? Holy hell, you'd better pray you have a snow-blower because a shovel just might not cut it! And apparently, this is totally normal. Last year was a MILD winter, although to my family, it was pretty extreme...
You see, back in Virginia, if there was even a possibility of snow...Even of less than an inch, the entire region immediately went into a panic. You'd think they were preparing for the Zombie Apocolypse. All the shelves at grocery stores would be bare, and there was no bread or toilet paper to be found. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and God forbid an inch of snow fall, since the world may surely end. Okay...That sounds silly, but seriously...People panicked.
Here in NE Ohio, we get feet of snow at one time, on a regular basis during the winter. The temperatures? They're bitter and absolutely frigid. I would not try sticking my tongue to a flag-pole, that's for sure. And locals who have been here for many years will go out wearing shorts, while I am bundled up like an Eskimo.
Yeah, the weather is not something I am adapting to at all. I am always so cold! But hey...It's worth it. My kids get to build snow-men and go sledding, and I get an excuse to wear footie pajamas. It's a win-win.
Happy Birthday to Robert Carroll, my Facebook pal and ONLY trusted source for local weather reports. He is only 20, so he's a baby,lol...But this young man is going to be a very successful Weather Man. Seriously...Robert is a meteorology student, and his forecasts are often more accurate than the local news channels. Thanks for doing what you do, and for letting me know when I have to wear 20 shirts and long underwear under a massive wool parka.
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I'm Brandy, a happily married, proud Mom of 3 amazing kids. If you're interested in building a working relationship, please feel free to e-mail me at: NewlyCrunchyMamaOf3@gmail.com
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