Inching our way to spring

February is always a rough month for me. I've never been a winter person. I'm ready for spring by January 1st. We've had a brutal month with record amounts of snow and below average temperatures. I would stand on the platform waiting for the T in the morning with tears in my eyes. I didn't actually cry but I was on the edge. When the B line was shut down for a week I was walking to work and I was just worn out. If I had a nickle for every time I said "I'm just DONE" in February I'd be able to take all of you on a tropical vacation.

March 1st is tomorrow and I finally feel like I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's actually light out when I leave work which has improved my mood. I've been more consistent with my yoga which I think helps. And last but certainly not least, I'm going to Vegas in May. Having a vacation to look forward to certainly improves my mood. A swim in an outdoor pool is considered medicinal in my book.

It's 16 degrees out right now but the sun is shining. I check the 10 day weather forecast everyday and I saw a 45 degrees next week. Can I get a Hallelujah!

I'm watching too much Parks and Recreation

I had a dream last night that I worked for the city and someone ordered hundreds of fire hydrants and they were all delivered to the office at once. I've been binge watching Parks and Recreation so these are my dreams right now. Derek tells me my dreams are boring. What, you don't find fire hydrants exciting?

Tonight is the night where Derek and I are staying at a nice hotel downtown. It's part of my birthday present. The weather shall be quite lovely with freezing rain!!! Seriously, we just can't get a break. I'm going to take a wild guess and say that the B line will still be down on Monday and I will have to continue my walking. Oh joy *throws icicle daggers*

Can't stop, won't stop, complaining

There's an article on CNN titled "Boston: Stop complaining about the snow". Complaining is practically a Boston tradition. After the holidays there's not much happening until spring. It snows, you shovel, you slip and get slush pants, you wait for the T that's never coming and reapeat until spring. You start to go a little crazy and you just have to complain or you really might snap. This is why I have a blog, so I can complain here. I try to keep my Facebook complaining to a minimum but sometimes I just can't help myself. In order to counteract my Facebook complaining I'll be posting cat pictures.

I still try to look on the bright side - my arms should be jacked by spring. So don't mess with me punks.

I'm 31 today which is like 80 in Southerner years.

Today is my 31st birthday. I try to take a birthday selfie every year so when I'm really old I can weep over photos of "younger Ginny". This is why I'm all for selfies. We're not getting any younger so we might as well selfie it up. I plan on aging beautifully though so don't worry about me.

As a birthday treat the MBTA gifted me another miserable commute. Apparently the trains just "can't even" with this winter crap (I'm still young and hip and know the lingo you guys). It's times like these that I wish I lived in the South. I have to remind myself that the cold weather will pass and I'm not built to handle living in the south.

So here are my reasons why I won't move from this liberal frozen hell hole.

1. I would get fat. I'm already trying to lose 10-15 pounds so my esophagus doesn't erode away. Do you know how many cherry limeades I had from Sonic when I was in Texas? Enough to give diabetes to three people. There's also gravy and butter on everything. "Would you like a dab of cheddar mashed potato with your gallon of gravy?" "Why yes thank you. You can just pour that right into my mouth." Gravy is a breakfast food in the South. I mean biscuits and gravy is delicious but a heart attack first thing in the morning is very inconvenient. After consuming all this gravy I can't even walk it off because I'd have to walk in the street. Where are the sidewalks?

2. Chain restaurants. Listen I love me some unlimited salad and breadsticks at the Olive Garden once in a while but sometimes you just want something different, something that doesn't have five locations in one square mile. I'm sorry but a girl can't live off cheddar biscuits from Red Lobster.

3. I don't trust your plants. I'm sorry but is this Jumanji? I don't like plants that look like they could eat my face. And don't even get me started about snakes falling out of trees.

plant death trap

4. Politics. I don't think I need to elaborate too much. I'm not a conservative.

5. Religion. I'm not religious and if you are that's ok. As my co-worker Lilly says "you do you and I'll do me". Around here no one asks me if I go to church and I don't ask them. In the south everyone will ask you if you go to church. Like a true heathen I often lie and say "sometimes": they don't have to know that my sometimes means when I attend a funeral or a wedding.

6. I'm in my 30s, unmarried and have no kids. If you are childless and unmarried at my age people in the south will look at you like you're one of those poor dogs in that Sarah Mclachlan commercial. I actually had someone say they would pray for me. Please don't pray for me to get pregnant. You can pray for my soul but leave my uterus out of it.

The Northeast isn't perfect by any means. Massachusetts refuses to let us have happy hour. That's just not even right! I should have the freedom to get drunk cheaply at certain hours if I want to. People can be real assholes here too. You could fall down a set of stairs and everyone would act like nothing happened. In the south you'd have everyone within a mile radius asking if you're ok. So I guess what I'm saying is winter sucks but I really love Thai food and not having to talk about babies all the time.

That's a wicked fucking lot on the Boston scale of pissing me off

"But snow is pretty" you may say from your desert home. Oh yes, snow is pretty in the same way tigers in a zoo are pretty. It's all good when the tiger is safely in an enclosure but the second that tiger escapes your ass is RUNNING.

I knew today would be the commute from hell. I swear the MBTA gets a kick out of how shitty their service is. The red line is so bad today the MBTA issued a statement telling people to just avoid it. Oh ok, sure! Everyone can just walk on the unshoveled sidewalks. I've been meaning to practice my *ice splits anyways.

I had a plan to get to work today. I took an outbound train to get to a less crowded inbound train stop. I was still late and unable to feel my toes for a half hour but I made it. I was thinking about how much money I could sue the MBTA for if I lost my toes to frostbite. Remember those insurance pamphlets you'd get at the beginning of the school year that would insure body parts? Did anyone actually sign up for that? Did anyone lose a body part in school? I'd go for losing a body part in math class so I could claim PTSD and never have to go to math again. Anyways, I'm sure the toes would go for a lot less than your fingers. I should plan my frostbite accordingly.

I did not have time to stop for breakfast and I hate winter more than I hate the college kids in my neighborhood (so that's a wicked fucking lot on the Boston scale of pissing me off). But hey on the bright side a nice trip to a tropical local is just one bout of frostbite away.

*the ice splits is when you're walking and you start sliding and then you somehow end up doing a split onto the ground.

I think I live beyond the wall

This is pretty much my life right now every single day.

Derek: I wonder if it's cold out today?

Me: Well apparently we live beyond The Wall now so I'm going to say YES.

Winter is staying forever I'm afraid. What do leaves on trees look like? I can't remember.

One month until my vacation. I have to keep reminding myself of that or I'll go insane.

Get me out of January.

I don't have much to say today except that I am very sick of winter right now. This freezing cold is getting to me for sure. January is statistically the coldest month in Boston although to me February doesn't feel much warmer.

Doing laundry is the bane of my existence right now because it involves multiple trips outside in the freezing cold. Some day I will have laundry in my unit and I will weep with joy and do so much laundry.

Today I tried the new Ben and Jerry's flavor Rob Burgundy's Scotchy Scotch Scotch. It was really good. If you like butterscotch you have to try it.

I'm watching the Bachelor right now and Juan Pablo has decided after kissing 6 girls that he is not going to kiss anymore girls because he doesn't want his daughter seeing him kiss all of these girls. This has made for some pretty awkward moments because he has suddenly decided this in the middle of the season after already kissing 6 girls! One girl has started crying because she feels rejected. Two minutes later Juan Pablo breaks his no kissing rule for a girl who admitted she vomited in her mouth but swallowed it. How very Ana Steele of her.

Well I guess I had more to say than I thought. I kind of enjoyed writing this on the fly post.