Bad Attitude and a Song

So, it's turned cold and snowy here in Minnesnowta, and while it's certainly not unexpected, I still don't like it. Never have. Never will. Period. I've had a craptastic attitude about it thus far and basically feel trapped with no hope of release ... ever. Blue eyes was born and raised here and his personality is such that I probably can't even begin to fathom the depth of the roots he has planted in this arctic place. So, no. Moving somewhere warmer is probably not in the cards for us. Thanks for bringing it up and rubbing salt in the wound. 

The only things I can do until summer weather once again visits us for a very underwhelming two months is layer my clothing to the point of looking like the Michelin Man, drink copious amounts of hot tea, make our water bill skyrocket from all the steaming hot baths and camp out in front of my lightbox so I don't go bonkers from the lack of vitamin D. 

All I know is Pa and Ma Ingles must have been nuts. No one in their right mind ever goes "You know where we should move the family to? MN!!!!" To which an even more mentally challenged person replies "That's a great idea! Lets do that!" *sigh* 

Anyway, in an attempt to pull myself up by my bootstraps I decided to record a new song on my beloved Uke. And if any of you tell me "But think of how much time you'll have to play your instruments during the winter!" I will reach through your computer screen and El Cabong you with my tiny guitar. 

 Now, if you will excuse me, I have to waddle my way back to the kitchen for another cup of tea.