An Ode to my Home Girl: Mother Nature

Each morning I wake up and wonder whether or not I need to wear short sleeves or 3 layers of clothing to get me through the day.  One minute the temperature is in the 60's and 2-3 days later there is 3 inches of snow on the ground. My coworkers and friends keep saying, "Well that's North Carolina weather for you." No..no it's not.  I've been here my entire life, (almost) 30 years, and I cannot remember a winter quite like this one.    

Mother Nature must be having a rough time.  All you ladies out there know how it can be when your hormones are either raging or non-existent... it ain't good.  Hot flashes...cold flashes...out lashes...Bless her heart.  Furthermore, bless Mother Nature's poor suitors, the weathermen, who desperately try to guess what her mood is going to be from one day to the next.  I wish we all had their type of job security where we could make a random guess, go with it, and then when it failed just crack a corny joke and move on.  Prime example right here....

I don't know about the rest of you but when Mother Nature ain't happy... I ain't happy neither.  I go from someone who enjoys being active and eating fairly healthy to a bottomless pit / sleepy ---> grouchy old bitty.  I was lamenting on Facebook the other day about lusting for gravy and not wanting to workout.  A friend replied, "We're all in the same boat, the gravy boat." It was pretty hilarious but so true.  Mother Nature has placed me (us) in the gravy boat.  Now when I actually feel like running or whenever I sit down for that matter I have a bulge similar to a fanny pack full of gravy hanging over my belt.  Hopefully my home girl is going to get her ish together soon so we can all trade our gravy boats for sporty kayaks....

Otherwise I'm going to need some new jeans... and some mashed potatoes.