Light Snow Headed to New England At The End of the Week

According to WMUR, there is a possibility of snow Thursday night in to Friday. Only a light snow at this point, so nothing to get our socks in a bunch. (I know it's not socks, but I didn't want to use that expression that uses the "p" word.) With the coming of the snow, there's no more denying that Winter is here and we have many months of cold, cold, snow, cold, snow and cold. I do like the change of seasons here in New England, but with the threat of a harsh winter ahead, the anticipation of it is bumming me out a little bit and I'm sure I'm not alone.

If you, like me, are particularly nostalgic, you might be a little sad going in to the holidays and wintertime, so I challenge you to ..... REMEMBER THE NERD this season. If you'll allow me, I'm going to channel my inner Gary Busey:

"Nostalgic Expectations Result in Disappointment"

N = Nostalgia: I am about as nostalgic as they come. I really miss the days of yore. I'm not even really sure what that means, but missing days of yore can't be good. Throw Nostalgia out the window. It's just pining away for the past and you can't change that.

E = Expectations: Norman Rockwell painted the perfect picture of family get-togethers and every year, that's how I expect it to be. I also expect that my niece won't throw a wine glass at my sister and I expect that my other sister won't drop the eff bomb in front of my mother-in-law. Throw expectations out the window too, along with the broken wine glass.

R = Result: Just needed a word for the acronym. What the "R" really stands for is RESPONSIBILITY. As a kid, we were able to eat, drink and be merry. There was nothing for us to do except open presents and hope we got what we wanted. But, as we get older, we have that R word that ruins everything. Seems like we all of a sudden become responsible for everything from wrapping each gift to putting the damn salt & pepper on the table.

D = Disappointment: Again, just needed a word for the acronym. The D word I really meant is DEATH. There are so many people who I associate with the holidays who are now .... Dead. It's part of life, but man, it sucks around Christmas time. I can't bring them back, but I can still talk about them obsessively until people start to worry about me.

After all that, I still love the holidays and will probably not end up taking my own advice.