Here's the Super Bowl Sunday view from my living room. That's 13" of snow on my windowsill. We got 18" on the ground. I thought it was quite thrilling.
Of course, I don't have to shovel it or drive in it. That might account for my fondness for the white stuff.
And say what you will about Mayor Rahm (and people sure do), he keeps the streets plowed and the sidewalks salted.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I think what I dislike the most about Maine winters is the below-zero wind chills. I wouldn't mind the snow and the length of winter if it wasn't painfully cold.
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