Ground Hog day. I'm not sure why anyone puts any stock in this old tradition. No shadow, six more weeks of winter. No matter what Punxsutawney Phil sees winter still feels the same. The transition out of the season is a slow one and I in no way think that on the date Phil foretold I will wake up and it will be warm and sunny. Also, I feel like Phil predates the same thing every year. I haven't looked up the stats, but I really wonder if Phil is involved in a conspiracy. I don't trust people (or animals) named Phil.
People like to complain about the weather. It is a common issue that we can all talk about. After all, in general we're all going through it (at least most everyone we come into physical contact with on a daily basis). This winter has been especially cold and snowy, but news flash: it is winter in Indiana. These things happen. Sure, a winter like this is more like a ten-year event, only happening once a decade. Still, you have chosen to live here, or at least your inaction is a choice in favor of living here. You may hate the cold, but you're still here. Don't burden everyone else and make the season miserable by complaining about it at every moment. It's not like you've never seen snow or had to put on a coat.
People often tell me that since I am from Wisconsin I must like the cold. This is not necessarily true. Growing up in a cold climate doesn't mean we revel in winter, and it doesn't mean we're used to it. Yes, we've seen worse. The truth about growing up in Wisconsin is we know how to handle the cold and snow. We dress appropriately so that we are not cold. We know how to prepare for the possibility of being snowed in or stuck inside due to a cold snap. We know how to drive in wintery weather, and we know what items to keep in our cars just in case. In this way, Wisconsinites are like Boy Scouts, always prepared.
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