Oh, Winter. I usually love you...but...it's really hard to want to hang out with you after you've invaded every moment of my life like this. "Hey guys, where are you going?" "Guys, wanna hang out? No? Whatever, I'm here, let's party!" "Guys, does this snow make me look fat?" And whenever we hang out, you don't even pick up after yourself. You either leave your slippery ice patches around for us to fall and break a hip or that gross, grey slushy crap that some manages to seep through our waterproof boots.

Not cool, Winter 2014. Not cool.

But when you're decent and kind, you create some really special moments that we appreciate. So let's keep them special by keeping them few and far between.

Love,

Nicole (and the other 90% of the U.S.)