I have had a bit of a hard time writing my column lately. The problem is I haven’t been doing anything or going anywhere. This weather has had me trapped inside like many of you.
I’ve been thinking recently about how crazy we are to live here when Florida exists. It’s so bad that during the beautiful sunset on Monday night, Laura and I saw four jets flying in the sky one direction and one flying the opposite directions. I said, “Those four jets are probably taking all the lucky people heading to Florida.” I added, “The other jet has all the fools on board flying back into this mess.”
In college, I wrote a journal entry for a class about how awful winter was and asking why we put ourselves through it. I made the mistake of writing this in a journal entry in a class with a professor from Minnesota. She proceeded to tell me all the benefits of living in a cold climate and said you live longer. I guess if you think about it the cold would preserve us like a freezer preserves a side of beef.
Of course, the interesting thing happening in my life is my wife’s pregnancy. However, I have had little to write about this topic because I find my life under constant threat. I’m told you are not to anger a pregnant woman.