Ok. I can’t take this anymore. Either snow or stay warm. Pick one please. My body cannot handle this anymore. It’s literally making me sick. I spent the past week with my throat the size of a pea due to a sinus infections because of this heinous weather.

I now spend my days picturing myself in a pair of cutoff shorts and a nice cold beer in my hands, just counting down the days until it’s spring. But, once spring has sprung means crazy allergies and again, hating life. There is no win-win situation here. Maybe if somehow I can figure out how to create my own control environment, by say, living in a bubble, that would work.

Now, as I’ve stated before I love snow. Can’t get enough, until it’s too much and it’s gross and dirty and everything is ruined by all the cars driving on it. We haven’t had that this year. Maybe we’ll get slammed in March, oh boy! Right when I’m expecting it to become beautiful and warm out ... But this bipolar weather is making me on edge. I can’t concentrate. Especially today, deadline day. It’s gorgeous outside and all I want to do is lay in the sun and soak up the rays. Have a picnic. Heck! Frolic somewhere, I mean why not? Who knows when it’s going to be like this again. Because we all know tomorrow it’s going to be below freezing.

Make up your mind, mother nature. Because controlling the weather is not my job, it’s yours. Figure it out, I have enough on my plate, thanks.

I love snow and I will most likely go back on that statement as the season goes on, considering our first snow was in October.

I find it to be a little too soon for snow, considering Halloween hadn’t even happened yet. The way the world is working right now in terms of marketing, I was seeing Halloween stuff in August and now I’m already seeing Christmas junk on the shelves, so it’s only appropriate for snow to hit the ground running.

The only way I actually enjoy the snow is from my couch, underneath a million blankets and a cup of hot cocoa. This was not my Saturday. I had spent my Friday like every other but maybe in a little excess. Let’s just say that it was a bit ... difficult to wake up and peel myself out of bed to go take pictures of pumpkins and snow - I was on snow duty. Granted I did volunteer for the job, but I really like to complain.

Let me just say people in Virginia do not know how to drive or function in the snow. I’m sorry it’s true. And I do fall victim to this but that’s why I always make it a point to stay in my house.

Those first few hours when the snow is untouched is always my favorite part. Before it gets all dirty and gross by people who are driving. With the snow hitting so early, I really wanted to watch Christmas movies and decorate the Christmas tree. Now, everyone who knows me knows that I’m kind of a Grinch, so this behavior is really out of the norm. I just got the season bug.

But for those of you who hate snow, I feel really sorry for you. The first snow is always the best, it’s like time stops when the snowflakes are falling to the ground. When it snows and the night falls, it’s still bright as the moon reflects on the snow covered ground. Alright enough with all the poetic stuff, snow is just fun. Who doesn’t like snow angels or snow men? Ice skating is pretty rad as well.

I think I really enjoyed this snow because it fell so close to Halloween. I’m not a big participator in Halloween, I don’t really like the fact that people and dress up like well ... you know. I don’t really like dressing up. I like candy though and I love haunted things, but I really enjoy it more during the off season. And the snow just catapolted me to Christmas time.

All I have to say is let it snow, as long as I can stay home with my cat and eat a lot of food.

My favorite season is fall, hands-down. I love jumping in the piles of leaves. Then hiding in those leaves and waiting for the kids in my neighborhood to come by so I can scare them. It’s all in good fun! But I do see myself one day either being sucked up by those leaf suckers or being run-over by a car while hiding.

My favorite thing to do on Friday afternoons/evenings when I’ve left the office is to go for a drive in western Loudoun. It’s where I get my best thinking done, while I chain smoke in my car listening to some angry music, just letting the week roll off my shoulders.

It helps me unwind and it’s incredibly beautiful out there. I love the landscapes, the rolling hills and the sun setting in the background painting the sky like a brush. It brings me back to growing up here and searching out new ways to get around through back roads and finding the hidden gems of the county. Who would want to take some boring highway when you’ve got miles and miles of dirt roads with old farm houses scattered about. Come on, you’re the only one out there, why wouldn’t you?

Most of the time I have trouble with the season changes. But with fall, I just sort of fall into it. Especially since I can roll my windows down and let my arm move like water in the ocean through the wind. It’s not too cold and it’s not too hot - it’s perfect.

On those drives, although the time is passing by on my clock, I feel like I’m being transported to a different time. There’s no one around, just me, my car and the big open road - along with endless different directions I could take.

If you could go anywhere where would it be? I don’t think I could pick just one place. I want to go everywhere and anywhere ... I want to soak up the world. But I guess for now, I’ll be soaking up the winding roads of LoCo. And no, I won’t divulge my secret hideaways. It’s what keeps me sane (to a point) and I want to keep that for me.