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Jun 20th, 4:44PM

This cannot possibly be true! Damn it, don’t tell me that it’s already the freaking summer solstice again. I don’t want to hear that we are already beginning that downward spiral to the depths of winter. Wasn’t it just a few short weeks ago that we were peering into the gloom at 4PM on a winter evening? That we were high stepping through snow and slush cursing both the darkness and the cold? And now after a few short weeks of sunshine, shorts, flip flops (and yoga pants), after this brief respite we are already heading back to that cold dystopia?

We are? I asked you not to tell me that!

I know I should be a man and just embrace the so-called theater of seasons but I can’t. Call me a liberal but I just can’t stand the injustice of it all – I’m a victim, I tell you! Life is hard enough just dealing with the aches and pains of getting old – and trying to get a good senior rate at golf courses – but the inequity of also being teased by a few days or weeks of nice weather and then dropped into the hell that is winter in Minnesota just seems . . . poopy.  
  
Okay, I will do my best to man up under this unfair burden and try to get through to the winter solstice which, of course, starts this whole unbearable cycle again. I warn you though that it will almost certainly include departing the area along with the birds, ducks, geese and other intelligent creatures. I will go where the only kind of ice anyone has heard of is that which one finds in a good martini – and not associated with the word “black.” Where sliding is associated with a boogie board on the beach and jump starting is what is done to geezers whose pace makers have seized up. I will survive.

Friends, winter is coming (for you Game of Thrones fans) so be strong.


See you Dec 21st  

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