ew.

in case you aren't in Provo right now, i'm gonna show you what's going on.

SNOW

there's a reason that word is black. and capital. and bold.

it's because snow is disgusting.

disgusting, wet, cold, mushy, makes my socks wet, and slushy.

i hate having we socks.

don't get me wrong. i feel that there is a place for snow. i really do.

i love snow at christmas. it's pretty and romantic and makes you want to curl up on the couch with a blanket, a cup of hot chocolate, and bing crosby.

i love snow days. i really like staying in bed when i would usually have to go to school.

i love snow in the movies. it's pretty.

i love snow men.

but. in march, when it was warm enough for me to walk around in a t-shirt this morning, i don't like snow.

and i don't like having wet socks.

poor brigham, he looks cold.