cold not for the old or why I hate winter

The last blog I posted was dated January 27.  Today is February 11.  In today's fast-paced world it is no wonder I have only 3 followers.  One follower is my husband who no longer bothers to check my blogspot.  There is plenty craziness going on here in MicroWorld to write about.  However, it's mostly "stir-crazy" craziness because we're held captive by Old Man Winter.  Temperatures are in the single digits at night and the teens and low twentys during the day.  Every few days we receive another delivery of snow, sometimes with an additional bonus of ice and sleet.  The snow accumulation is now higher than the handrails that line our walk ways.  The bird bath on the patio looks like a giant bowl of cool whip sitting on top of the snow.  My pick up truck is dwarfed in the parking lot by the mountains of snow left from plowing and it's truck bed is piled high with load of snow which I will probably haul around town for another month.  I imagine you are wondering why I am not blogging merrily along with a cozy shawl around my shoulders and a steaming hot toddy by my side.  Now that's a charming picture and just pure fantasy.  Lately the demands for my attention have reached celebrity proportions.  Delivery trucks have been late or skipped us on storm days, our $300,000 state-of-the-art heating/cooling system fails us as regularly as a heart beat, employee absenteeism is at an all time high, the residents are bored and complaining, and the intestinal virus with accompanying diarreaha and vomiting just keeps making the rounds from room to room....usually at night when I am the only staff person in MicroWorld.  As manager, I am expected to solve each and every problem.  Now, I'm not complaining, just explaining.  That's my reason for not blogging.  Go ahead, one-up me...I dare you.  Make my day!  Oh, I'm ranting am I? I'm stir-crazy, am I?  I'm whining?  It's just like watching black and white TV when I look out the window.   Gray skies, white snow, black tree branches covered with white snow.  We love Valentine's Day up here just to see a little color.  My daughter mentioned on Face (Lame) Book that she was planning the great
escape.  As her mother (and always the leader) I am plotting 3 escapes.  The first one to the Mohegan Sun where for 2 glorious days I won't see the sun.  I'll eat, drink and gamble and forget about the ten feet of snow outside.  I'm leaving in 4 days but I'm counting down by the hour.  I was interrupted a few minutes ago because 4 rooms are too cold, and could I please fix the problem. It's 7:15 AM and I haven't been in the shower yet or gotten dressed.
I hate winter and that's all I have to say about that.  Celebrity status, I tell you, but what are going to do? (translation: whaddaya gonna do?)
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