I love Chicago winters

So I started writing an entry about how Chicago winters are actually very mild, but it was lame. I will say this though, as cold and snowy that it can get, the weather here is beyond temporary. It really does fit that cute saying- "if you don't like the weather in chicago, wait a minute."

People used to say that in Maine. Ummm, are you kidding me? Wait a minute?- more like 6-8 months, the usual span of winter there. Spring and fall last about a month each and then you get summer for two. Not only that, but the snow would continue to fall all winter- and it doesn't melt the next day- or week. Accumulation of snowbanks taller than Ben Hofmann was a common sight.

It was so pretty to see the snow all frozen to the trees this morning. A regular winter wonderland...

Fast forward to lunchtime when I was walking to Palmer's and had to dodge gigantic melting chunks of snow falling on my head. Hey, I flat-ironed my hair today and I am NOT risking any waviness. Meanwhile the wind was blowing just enough to re-activate my cowlic (sp?) that I spent about twenty minutes flattening. I bet this is Will's favorite paragraph.

There was a little Girl Scout outside of Palmer's offering free samples of Girl Scout cookies. Who doesn't know what Girl Scout cookies taste like? The only acceptable sample would be if they had a new cookie premiering this year or something, but this broad had out Carmel D'lites (excuse me, Samoas) and Peanut Butter Patties (aka Dos-i-dos). Fuck the new names and the cookies don't taste the same either.