super early for me, personally. And still, no rose ceremony up. Sigh. I guess that's how it's going to be.
Looking forward to tonight....let's see if Deanna shows up!
Happy Monday,
nanette
Monday, January 12, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Bachelor Round-Up #1...A Man and His Hot Dog
So what did our lovely new Bachelor Jason get for Chanukah this year? Apparently not a shirt.
Just how many times do we need to see Jason’s buff bod? How many close-ups of pecs does a person need? Do we need to see him oiled up, glistening with sweat? Apparently, ABC is desperate to have us watch and they think his bulging biceps will get us to tune in. Either that or they think his face isn’t cute enough and they need his body to work overtime. Hmmm…
Anyway, in case you haven’t heard, Jason is the poor sap who got dumped by Deanna. Never mind that Dee did him a favor since she is an idiot with bad eyebrows and Hollywood aspirations (good luck, dude.) But now he’s back….and ready to find a wife. Which I sincerely believe because this guy would propose to a rock if it was moving.
We begin by seeing shots of Jason driving to LA in a Soccer Dad car, complete with Ty in the backseat. He’s also brought along his brother Larry to act as Ty’s nanny. He does some more shirtless push-ups, kisses both of his biceps and heads off to meet with Chris the Dork Harrison.
In the meantime, we get to meet the lovely bachelorettes. We see them practicing their dance moves. Brushing and flossing. Packing 32 of their favorite pairs of shoes. And in Nikki’s case, wearing her Miss Illinois crown and sash and teaching her niece how to do a pageant wave. And who can forget poor little Renee from LA, sitting with her little dog on the couch making “vision boards.” In case you’re wondering, vision boards consist of Renee cutting up magazines and picking out words and pictures that she wants to envision her life becoming. Poor thing. I guess this is what happens if you’re really hungry and start to become delusional.
Then there is Jackie, the divorced wedding coordinator who has about 50 chips on her shoulder. And who can forget poor Stephanie, the widowed Botoxed mom from Alabama who takes us to visit her husband’s grave and tells her daughter “Daddy took a flight to heaven.” Kind of disturbing, ABC. For shame, for shame. There is also Lauren, the bubbly teacher from New Jersey who tells us she is “enthusiastic and attractive.” And of course there is Naomi, the Eva Mendes-look-alike who says “I handle bitches with a slap.”
Back to Jason and Chris. Chris tells him “hope the third time’s a charm” and sends him off to meet the ladies. Send in the limos!
Bachelorette #1
Lauren, the teacher from New Jersey. She’s cute in a Jen Aniston kind of way, very confident and wears a leopard print dress. It’s also her bday and she makes Jason guess how old she is. In case you care, she’s 27.
Bachelorette #2
Kari from Kansas. Actually, she’s really from Lee’s Summitt, Missouri which is a suburb of Kansas City. I know this because I’ve actually been there. She says she’s from “Dorothy Country” which it’s not but fine. She wears a very hot pink dress. Basically cute.
#3
Melissa. She doesn’t swing her arms when she walks. Other than that, she’s a cute, perky brunette from Texas. Used to be a Cowgirls cheerleader, in case you need a reason to hate her.
#4
Sharon from New York. For some reason, she does a little salsa dance. We later find out she’s a Spanish teacher so that makes sense. She is blonde and rather generic. You’ll remember her later because she tells Jason she quit her job to come on the show. No pressure or anything…
#5
Natalie from Chicago. Fake blonde extensions and the worst spray tan I have ever seen. Like a tangerine. Wearing stripper shoes.
#6
Naomi, the Eva Mendes look-alike. She keeps hiking up her dress which is a nasty habit. What, are we at prom here?
#7
Megan. A brunette in a green dress. She has a 14 month old son and a potty mouth.
#8
Stacia. Another single mom. Cute haircut though she looks like she could beat Jason up.
#9
Jackie. The uber-annoying wedding planner from Dallas. She tells Jason he is gorgeous therefore requiring him to do the same.
#10
Lisa from Idaho. Cute girl with odd eyebrows wearing green. She tells Jason he needs to go to Idaho for some potatoes. Oh course he does, since it’s such a rare delicacy….
#11
Stephanie. The widowed mom. This is where we see further proof that a little Botox can be a scary thing. I’m sure she would have looked a lot better if she had just left well enough alone.
#12
Treasure. Yes folks, this is her real name. Poor thing. Not much to say except she is wearing a short red dress.
#13
Raquel from Brazil. She looks like a skinnier Salma Hayak so yes, she is drop-dead beautiful. The question is, is she too much for Jay-jay? We shall see.
#14
Shelby
Now with a name like Shelby, you just have to be perky. Actually, I once knew a golden retriever by that name. Shelby is a little like that, trying to work the Cameron Diaz thing. Not totally unappealing.
#15
Nikki.
She walks her pageant walk, waves, sashays, smiles. Whatever it is she’s got, Jason likey. In fact, Chris interrupts him admiring her tush as she walks away.
#16
Molly
Spunky little blonde in blue. Anxious to show off her golf skills. Tries to make Jason show off his swing right there and then but he refuses. Not a great sign.
#17
Erica
A big girl in a too short gold dress. You get the feeling girlfriend has spent some time in a bar or two.
#18
Nicole.
She tells Jason she is wearing an orange dress because it is Ty’s favorite color. Okay, a little much butt-kissing even for Jay-jay…
#19
Renee from La. Poor thing needs a sandwich.
#20
Jillian from Vancouver BC. Tells him she has a theory about hot dogs and men. You think there’s a joke coming in here somewhere but no. Ah, that Canadian sense of humor.
#21
Dominique or Dom. Very giggly, very short blue dress. Seems excited not to be in her small town in PA. Needs an eyebrow make-over. Do I seem obsessed with eyebrows? I only notice them if they are exceptionally bad.
#22
Emily. A blonde from Seattle. Very blonde, which Jay Jay is not down with. Will he keep her because she is geographically desirable?
#23
Julie—an African-American teacher in a purple dress. We literally never see her again.
#24
Ann—a flight attendant from Phoenix. We never see her again either.
#25
Shannon. Gets out of the car wearing fake teeth. Ha ha! And she’s a dental hygienist. Even funnier!!! Can’t stand her….
And the cocktail party begins. Someone toasts Deeanna “because without her, we wouldn’t be here.” Shannon the dental hygienist has alone time with Jay-jay and we discover she is not only weird but a stalker, which is always an excellent combination. “I know the name of your brother’s girlfriend’s dog.”
Dom tells him she sells toe implants. Kari wrote him a love poem. Jillian cooks up some hot dogs and says the best thing a guy could be a mustard guy and “eating a hot dog depends on how you enjoy life.”
Jay and Jay and Miss Illinois Nikki have alone time and hold hands the entire time. He seems to be grilling her to make sure she’s okay with kids and she assures him she’s ready. Renee makes the mistake of explaining her “vision boards” and how they make things come true.
Raquel the Brazilian babe steals off with him to teach him to dance. Molly cuts in and Raquel steals him back. Stephanie tells Jay-Jay her tale of woe. Lauren gives Jason a government quiz and you’ll be happy to know he can name all three branches of government. All three! What a keeper. He presents her with birthday cake which is nice though she was hoping for the first impression rose. Stalker Shannon pops up and says “you looked good out there dancing” and beams at him. In the meantime, Jay-jay presents Nikki with the first impression rose, saying “you are absolutely stunning and I loved our easy conversation.”
Then comes the stupidest part of the night. Chris Harrson presents a ballot box where all the women get to pick the bachelorette they would most like to see leave the house. Megan wins. Of course, this doesn’t mean that Megan has to leave. Surprise! It’s a trick. It means she gets a rose and gets to stay. Sneaky, sneaky. Meanwhile, Megan calls them all something awful that ABC bleeps out. Lovely mom, that Megan.
Rose ceremony. Here’s how it played out. Remember, Nikki and Megan are already in.
Rose #1…Lauren the Jen Aniston wannabe.
Rose 2….Cary from Kansas
Rose 3…Naomi….Eva Mendes wannabe
Rose 4….Natalie. Really? He could do better than Ms. Clementine Orange.
Rose 5…Molly
Rose 6…Raquel
Rose 7…Stephanie the Botox Mom
Rose 8…Melissa…the Rachel Ray-esque cheerleader
Rose 9…Jillian the Hot Dog lady
Rose 10 Shannon the Stalker “I thought you’d never ask….”
Rose 11…Lisa from Idaho. An odd choice
Rose 12….Sharon
Rose 13…Erica. Again, pretty sure she’d beat him in arm wrestling but whatever.
Who’s out? Lots of folks but most memorably, Renee who said “I had envisioned this….perhaps this is is the middle of it, not the ending. I’m 36, professional and cute. My vision boards are real.” Jackie is drunk and says “I already had planned my beach wedding to Jason.” All righty, ladies. Back to reality, I’m afraid.
And then we get scenes from the upcoming season. And who do we see???Dun, dun, dun! Deannna's back! What??? We actually see her telling Jason “I made a mistake.” Now we know Jason is a sucker but is he really going to fall for this??? No. I refuse to accept it. He will not, can not propose to her. He’s allowed anyone else. Just not her. I will not watch the next Bachelor season if he picks Deanna.
Okay. I’m lying.
But I’ll be super-duper annoyed.
So there you have it, guys. Still no rose ceremony, maybe the recession has caught up with ABC and they can’t afford the cheesy tennis bracelet prize. Tune in for more drama next week….
Happy Tuesday,
Nanette
Just how many times do we need to see Jason’s buff bod? How many close-ups of pecs does a person need? Do we need to see him oiled up, glistening with sweat? Apparently, ABC is desperate to have us watch and they think his bulging biceps will get us to tune in. Either that or they think his face isn’t cute enough and they need his body to work overtime. Hmmm…
Anyway, in case you haven’t heard, Jason is the poor sap who got dumped by Deanna. Never mind that Dee did him a favor since she is an idiot with bad eyebrows and Hollywood aspirations (good luck, dude.) But now he’s back….and ready to find a wife. Which I sincerely believe because this guy would propose to a rock if it was moving.
We begin by seeing shots of Jason driving to LA in a Soccer Dad car, complete with Ty in the backseat. He’s also brought along his brother Larry to act as Ty’s nanny. He does some more shirtless push-ups, kisses both of his biceps and heads off to meet with Chris the Dork Harrison.
In the meantime, we get to meet the lovely bachelorettes. We see them practicing their dance moves. Brushing and flossing. Packing 32 of their favorite pairs of shoes. And in Nikki’s case, wearing her Miss Illinois crown and sash and teaching her niece how to do a pageant wave. And who can forget poor little Renee from LA, sitting with her little dog on the couch making “vision boards.” In case you’re wondering, vision boards consist of Renee cutting up magazines and picking out words and pictures that she wants to envision her life becoming. Poor thing. I guess this is what happens if you’re really hungry and start to become delusional.
Then there is Jackie, the divorced wedding coordinator who has about 50 chips on her shoulder. And who can forget poor Stephanie, the widowed Botoxed mom from Alabama who takes us to visit her husband’s grave and tells her daughter “Daddy took a flight to heaven.” Kind of disturbing, ABC. For shame, for shame. There is also Lauren, the bubbly teacher from New Jersey who tells us she is “enthusiastic and attractive.” And of course there is Naomi, the Eva Mendes-look-alike who says “I handle bitches with a slap.”
Back to Jason and Chris. Chris tells him “hope the third time’s a charm” and sends him off to meet the ladies. Send in the limos!
Bachelorette #1
Lauren, the teacher from New Jersey. She’s cute in a Jen Aniston kind of way, very confident and wears a leopard print dress. It’s also her bday and she makes Jason guess how old she is. In case you care, she’s 27.
Bachelorette #2
Kari from Kansas. Actually, she’s really from Lee’s Summitt, Missouri which is a suburb of Kansas City. I know this because I’ve actually been there. She says she’s from “Dorothy Country” which it’s not but fine. She wears a very hot pink dress. Basically cute.
#3
Melissa. She doesn’t swing her arms when she walks. Other than that, she’s a cute, perky brunette from Texas. Used to be a Cowgirls cheerleader, in case you need a reason to hate her.
#4
Sharon from New York. For some reason, she does a little salsa dance. We later find out she’s a Spanish teacher so that makes sense. She is blonde and rather generic. You’ll remember her later because she tells Jason she quit her job to come on the show. No pressure or anything…
#5
Natalie from Chicago. Fake blonde extensions and the worst spray tan I have ever seen. Like a tangerine. Wearing stripper shoes.
#6
Naomi, the Eva Mendes look-alike. She keeps hiking up her dress which is a nasty habit. What, are we at prom here?
#7
Megan. A brunette in a green dress. She has a 14 month old son and a potty mouth.
#8
Stacia. Another single mom. Cute haircut though she looks like she could beat Jason up.
#9
Jackie. The uber-annoying wedding planner from Dallas. She tells Jason he is gorgeous therefore requiring him to do the same.
#10
Lisa from Idaho. Cute girl with odd eyebrows wearing green. She tells Jason he needs to go to Idaho for some potatoes. Oh course he does, since it’s such a rare delicacy….
#11
Stephanie. The widowed mom. This is where we see further proof that a little Botox can be a scary thing. I’m sure she would have looked a lot better if she had just left well enough alone.
#12
Treasure. Yes folks, this is her real name. Poor thing. Not much to say except she is wearing a short red dress.
#13
Raquel from Brazil. She looks like a skinnier Salma Hayak so yes, she is drop-dead beautiful. The question is, is she too much for Jay-jay? We shall see.
#14
Shelby
Now with a name like Shelby, you just have to be perky. Actually, I once knew a golden retriever by that name. Shelby is a little like that, trying to work the Cameron Diaz thing. Not totally unappealing.
#15
Nikki.
She walks her pageant walk, waves, sashays, smiles. Whatever it is she’s got, Jason likey. In fact, Chris interrupts him admiring her tush as she walks away.
#16
Molly
Spunky little blonde in blue. Anxious to show off her golf skills. Tries to make Jason show off his swing right there and then but he refuses. Not a great sign.
#17
Erica
A big girl in a too short gold dress. You get the feeling girlfriend has spent some time in a bar or two.
#18
Nicole.
She tells Jason she is wearing an orange dress because it is Ty’s favorite color. Okay, a little much butt-kissing even for Jay-jay…
#19
Renee from La. Poor thing needs a sandwich.
#20
Jillian from Vancouver BC. Tells him she has a theory about hot dogs and men. You think there’s a joke coming in here somewhere but no. Ah, that Canadian sense of humor.
#21
Dominique or Dom. Very giggly, very short blue dress. Seems excited not to be in her small town in PA. Needs an eyebrow make-over. Do I seem obsessed with eyebrows? I only notice them if they are exceptionally bad.
#22
Emily. A blonde from Seattle. Very blonde, which Jay Jay is not down with. Will he keep her because she is geographically desirable?
#23
Julie—an African-American teacher in a purple dress. We literally never see her again.
#24
Ann—a flight attendant from Phoenix. We never see her again either.
#25
Shannon. Gets out of the car wearing fake teeth. Ha ha! And she’s a dental hygienist. Even funnier!!! Can’t stand her….
And the cocktail party begins. Someone toasts Deeanna “because without her, we wouldn’t be here.” Shannon the dental hygienist has alone time with Jay-jay and we discover she is not only weird but a stalker, which is always an excellent combination. “I know the name of your brother’s girlfriend’s dog.”
Dom tells him she sells toe implants. Kari wrote him a love poem. Jillian cooks up some hot dogs and says the best thing a guy could be a mustard guy and “eating a hot dog depends on how you enjoy life.”
Jay and Jay and Miss Illinois Nikki have alone time and hold hands the entire time. He seems to be grilling her to make sure she’s okay with kids and she assures him she’s ready. Renee makes the mistake of explaining her “vision boards” and how they make things come true.
Raquel the Brazilian babe steals off with him to teach him to dance. Molly cuts in and Raquel steals him back. Stephanie tells Jay-Jay her tale of woe. Lauren gives Jason a government quiz and you’ll be happy to know he can name all three branches of government. All three! What a keeper. He presents her with birthday cake which is nice though she was hoping for the first impression rose. Stalker Shannon pops up and says “you looked good out there dancing” and beams at him. In the meantime, Jay-jay presents Nikki with the first impression rose, saying “you are absolutely stunning and I loved our easy conversation.”
Then comes the stupidest part of the night. Chris Harrson presents a ballot box where all the women get to pick the bachelorette they would most like to see leave the house. Megan wins. Of course, this doesn’t mean that Megan has to leave. Surprise! It’s a trick. It means she gets a rose and gets to stay. Sneaky, sneaky. Meanwhile, Megan calls them all something awful that ABC bleeps out. Lovely mom, that Megan.
Rose ceremony. Here’s how it played out. Remember, Nikki and Megan are already in.
Rose #1…Lauren the Jen Aniston wannabe.
Rose 2….Cary from Kansas
Rose 3…Naomi….Eva Mendes wannabe
Rose 4….Natalie. Really? He could do better than Ms. Clementine Orange.
Rose 5…Molly
Rose 6…Raquel
Rose 7…Stephanie the Botox Mom
Rose 8…Melissa…the Rachel Ray-esque cheerleader
Rose 9…Jillian the Hot Dog lady
Rose 10 Shannon the Stalker “I thought you’d never ask….”
Rose 11…Lisa from Idaho. An odd choice
Rose 12….Sharon
Rose 13…Erica. Again, pretty sure she’d beat him in arm wrestling but whatever.
Who’s out? Lots of folks but most memorably, Renee who said “I had envisioned this….perhaps this is is the middle of it, not the ending. I’m 36, professional and cute. My vision boards are real.” Jackie is drunk and says “I already had planned my beach wedding to Jason.” All righty, ladies. Back to reality, I’m afraid.
And then we get scenes from the upcoming season. And who do we see???Dun, dun, dun! Deannna's back! What??? We actually see her telling Jason “I made a mistake.” Now we know Jason is a sucker but is he really going to fall for this??? No. I refuse to accept it. He will not, can not propose to her. He’s allowed anyone else. Just not her. I will not watch the next Bachelor season if he picks Deanna.
Okay. I’m lying.
But I’ll be super-duper annoyed.
So there you have it, guys. Still no rose ceremony, maybe the recession has caught up with ABC and they can’t afford the cheesy tennis bracelet prize. Tune in for more drama next week….
Happy Tuesday,
Nanette
"You can tell a lot about a guy by what he puts on his hot dog."
Yes, my friends, the new season is off with a bang. When you've got people discussing the merits of sauerkraut vs. ketchup, you know you're in for some quality television.
I have oh-so-much to blog about but I need a little time to get it together. So I promise for a whole wrap-up by day's end. In the meantime, just picture future episodes of Deahhnna begging Jason for a second chance. Because she's so exciting, we just have to see more of her.
Until later...
Nan
I have oh-so-much to blog about but I need a little time to get it together. So I promise for a whole wrap-up by day's end. In the meantime, just picture future episodes of Deahhnna begging Jason for a second chance. Because she's so exciting, we just have to see more of her.
Until later...
Nan
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Bachelor...
It's that time of year again....the Bachelor begins anew. Thank G-d...I was starting to have withdrawal symptoms.
This time it's our good ole rejected buddy Jason. I've seen the previews on ABC and they're doing their best to sex him up....I think he wears a shirt for like two seconds of the whole commercial. It won't help his eyes from being so close together but still. I'm rooting for the guy.
Just wanted alert everyone to check out the new crop of bachelorettes at ABC.com. Here's where:
http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=index
No rose ceremony game up at the moment but I'll keep you posted.
2 Hour Season premiere is this Monday, January 5th! Be there or be square.
N
This time it's our good ole rejected buddy Jason. I've seen the previews on ABC and they're doing their best to sex him up....I think he wears a shirt for like two seconds of the whole commercial. It won't help his eyes from being so close together but still. I'm rooting for the guy.
Just wanted alert everyone to check out the new crop of bachelorettes at ABC.com. Here's where:
http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=index
No rose ceremony game up at the moment but I'll keep you posted.
2 Hour Season premiere is this Monday, January 5th! Be there or be square.
N
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Boys vs. Girls
So as we speak I am sitting in focus groups listening to 9-year-old boys talk. Some are so cute you want to take them home. Others well...you feel for their parents.
But here's what strikes me the most....the utter conviction with which they speak. I only say this because sadly, many girls at this age don't tend to do this. I don't know when it happens but as some point in elementary school, girls start caring what people think. Not saying boys don't but not in the same way. And this makes me really, really sad.
This is why kids' focus groups are usually just all girls or all boys...the boys overwhelm the girls and they never get to speak. The thing is, in real life, this obviously isn't the case. So what does that mean for the girls?
Right now, A. is only two and doesn't care if her playmates are male or female. And I can't see her not sharing her feelings, since she was born opinionated from the very start. Kept refusing to wear her little hat in the hospital and everything.
But I suppose a time might come when that won't be the case; when someone's opinion will matter so much that she might not speak up at all. I hope it doesn't but it might. In the meantime, she seems quite comfortable asserting herself. I'll remind myself to be grateful for it the next time she tells me "more Elmo" or "ice pop...now!" Not that she'll get what she's asking for...but at least she's speaking up.
But here's what strikes me the most....the utter conviction with which they speak. I only say this because sadly, many girls at this age don't tend to do this. I don't know when it happens but as some point in elementary school, girls start caring what people think. Not saying boys don't but not in the same way. And this makes me really, really sad.
This is why kids' focus groups are usually just all girls or all boys...the boys overwhelm the girls and they never get to speak. The thing is, in real life, this obviously isn't the case. So what does that mean for the girls?
Right now, A. is only two and doesn't care if her playmates are male or female. And I can't see her not sharing her feelings, since she was born opinionated from the very start. Kept refusing to wear her little hat in the hospital and everything.
But I suppose a time might come when that won't be the case; when someone's opinion will matter so much that she might not speak up at all. I hope it doesn't but it might. In the meantime, she seems quite comfortable asserting herself. I'll remind myself to be grateful for it the next time she tells me "more Elmo" or "ice pop...now!" Not that she'll get what she's asking for...but at least she's speaking up.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Jason the Bachelor is engaged!
Good for him. Hope it works out. Here's the link:
http://tvwatch.people.com/2008/12/10/the-bachelors-jason-mesnick-im-engaged/
The show starts January 5th. Woo-hoo!
http://tvwatch.people.com/2008/12/10/the-bachelors-jason-mesnick-im-engaged/
The show starts January 5th. Woo-hoo!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sulking in a Winter Wonderland
Everyone has their own holiday memory. Mine happens to take place on a beach.
I think I was seventeen or eighteen and my friend Laura and I went to the beach on Christmas Day. Mostly because we didn't celebrate Christmas and therefore had nothing else to do, unless we wanted to partake in the customary Jewish tradition of Chinese food and movie. We sat on the beach, soaking up the sunshine (long before we worried about the horrors of cancer and premature aging) listening to "Feliz Navidad" on the radio. I remember thinking to myself...why would I ever possibly live anywhere else?
And then I did. I couldn't resist NYC...the grit, the dirt, insert your own cliche here. I moved in the summer, oohed and ahhed through my first encounter with fall leaves and then...it was winter.
And boy was it. I had never owned a pair of boots before unless you counted my white ankle-high ones with fringe I paired with my white denim jeans in high school. And that is something that is worth forgetting.
I quickly learned that while snow appeared fluffy and soft it was actually wet and quickly turned grey. All the leaves dropped off the trees and stayed that way for like, forever. I also learned important lessons such as, just because the sun is shining doesn't mean it's warm.
You would think after more than 15 years here, I would have learned to like the cooler weather. Or at least, not hate it. My northern friends roll their eyes as I start complaining, usually around November. Usually around this time I start to contemplate moving somewhere warmer. My northern friends say "I would miss the change of seasons." And I say "I wouldn't." But I would miss New York. And so I stay.
But don't expect to get me on a sled. Or excited about the first snow. I will admire the white stuff from the comfort of my couch, hot cocoa in hand, dreaming of the palm trees.
I think I was seventeen or eighteen and my friend Laura and I went to the beach on Christmas Day. Mostly because we didn't celebrate Christmas and therefore had nothing else to do, unless we wanted to partake in the customary Jewish tradition of Chinese food and movie. We sat on the beach, soaking up the sunshine (long before we worried about the horrors of cancer and premature aging) listening to "Feliz Navidad" on the radio. I remember thinking to myself...why would I ever possibly live anywhere else?
And then I did. I couldn't resist NYC...the grit, the dirt, insert your own cliche here. I moved in the summer, oohed and ahhed through my first encounter with fall leaves and then...it was winter.
And boy was it. I had never owned a pair of boots before unless you counted my white ankle-high ones with fringe I paired with my white denim jeans in high school. And that is something that is worth forgetting.
I quickly learned that while snow appeared fluffy and soft it was actually wet and quickly turned grey. All the leaves dropped off the trees and stayed that way for like, forever. I also learned important lessons such as, just because the sun is shining doesn't mean it's warm.
You would think after more than 15 years here, I would have learned to like the cooler weather. Or at least, not hate it. My northern friends roll their eyes as I start complaining, usually around November. Usually around this time I start to contemplate moving somewhere warmer. My northern friends say "I would miss the change of seasons." And I say "I wouldn't." But I would miss New York. And so I stay.
But don't expect to get me on a sled. Or excited about the first snow. I will admire the white stuff from the comfort of my couch, hot cocoa in hand, dreaming of the palm trees.
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