that white fluffy stuff

Many people have heard me complain about my dear desire to be in a snow environment. I miss the crisp air and the sledding and the way a fresh snow quiets the birds and cleans out the air. I love how gently it falls and how it coats everything in a wintry wonderland. I love how you can get creative in snow just like a 4 year-old and his side kick tiger. However, I wasn't exactly sure what it was about snow that I truly miss the most, until tonight.

I ate too much sugar last night and then stayed up watching Little Miss Sunshine into the wee hours, so I ended up sleeping most of the day and not doing a whole lot of anything. On days like today - I tend to drink a lot of water and watch TV on my computer. As that water processes - I become over hydrated.

Tonight as I was emptying my bladder it occurred to me what I miss most about the snow. No matter how hard I tried tonight to write my name in the bowl with my stream - there just wasn't any lasting effects. But when you are in the snow (as long as you were taught cursive in school) you can spell a lot of different things. You can draw a heart and write cursive initials. You can bad mouth the president of the United States. You can even stream out your list of favorite beverages. All of this can be done with a full bladder and a fresh powder of snow. And I have decided that that is what I miss most about the snow. I miss being able to express myself in white and yellow.