I have had my snow-fix . . . for the year!

So today I was reminded why I don't like snow.: (I can't say I hate it, but I do strongly dislike it.) 1. So far this winter, I found out 3 of my shoes, the main three I wear, have holes in them or the soles are coming off . . . how do I know that? Because the snow crept in to tell me. 2. I also have had those bitter days of January where you don't wear earrings because your ear instantly freezes if you do. 3. I also have been reminded of why I don't like the cold because my already fat body just looks humoungous . . . if that's how you spell that! 4. Today, I was reminded all over again why I stay INDOORS during this season! Trying to be a "good" mom, I asked my sweet little girl if she would like to go outside and maybe we would go sledding down our hill in our front yard . . . yeah! That was fun. 30 minutes later, that just included trying to get dressed and realizing that Abby's gloves were in the van (that was with daddy at the church), we made it outside. The snow that has not been walked through in our front yard was up to my knee . . . I had to carry her. The sled's handles were broken, and I couldn't find string to tie to it so I could at least pull her around. We braved it out to the middle of the yard and I put her on the sled. I then realized I would not be able to get on. I gave her a push, she fell off into the snow and was half buried in it and at that point, SCREAMING! Remember she had no gloves and I wasn't planning on being out long enough for her hands to get cold and I wasn't going to let her play with the snow . . . sigh, that was stupid! So now, the "sweet" child is freezing, her face was covered with snow and her hands were incredibly cold, AND the sled barely moved because I didn't realize that snow that has been coming for weeks and has not been packed down is not the best sledding material. So amidst her cries I got her calmed down and asked her if she wanted to make a snowman. I tried to make one little ball, but I had no gloves on because I had given them to her and I can't stand the cold even less than she can! So the snowman is still out in the yard and needs some major assembly. Then I realized I had to stand up, but remember I'm fat and I have had 3 months of inactivity because I was on bed rest before he was born and then had some complications after he was born, plus the surgery and the snow pants that were meant for men so they don't fit right. At first I honestly thought I wasn't going to be able to get up. I had on Joshua's snow suit that fits wrong and so I was tripping and falling, but as you can tell, thankfully, I made it out of the snow (I will spare you the gruesome details). We walked around the wonderfully cleaned driveway and then Abby decided to come in because, seriously, that was boring! We came in and made snow cream! Because what do fat people do to enjoy the snow? Make Snow Cream and enjoy everyone elses snowmen! Maybe next year!