Extra credit: What do you hate most about winter?
Back in my youth in Massachusetts, I would have said that winter meant ice skating, sledding, building snow forts, snowball fights, dancing in the spew from my dad's snow blower, licking the metal volleyball poles on the playground the see if our tongues would stick, eating snow and icicles, making snow angels...yadda yadda. I wish I had the energy to do many of those things these days. I will get out, on rare occasion, and have a snowball fight with Tyler, help him build a fort and do the snow angel thing. Mostly, I love winter because it's not HOT. I like cold much more than hot. I can't stand to be hot. And I love how the world looks after a big snow storm.
Then the cost of fuel oil went up, our thermostat went WAY down and I'm sitting here in my first flannel granny gown ever. I still can't believe I bought this thing...but it's better than sitting at the PC and shivering in the nude. So there is what I now hate about winter.