not completely grouch-mad. you know, a little bit grouch-mad, but maybe a little bit mad-hatter-mad too.
i think it's because winter kind of reminds me of the time the doerkson twins put me in the freezer and wouldn't let me out. i freezer-burned my left ear on a fudgsicle and felt very claustrophobic and when they finally did let me out they didn't even say sorry.
i've since forgiven them, but winter still feels kind of like being trapped in a freezer.
i am not mad right now.
because now, it is Almostsummer: the glorious season in between spring and summer that is alternately so cold and so hot that you die of freezing one day and melt the next.
last week i wore my winter jacket to work. yesterday i got three moquito bites and a peculiar looking sunburn on my feet.
but the point is not that.
the point is that the less winter it is, the less mad i am, and that it is getting to be less and less winter all the time, and that here is a riddle for you.
if you cheat, i'm seriously never going to speak to you again.
i went into the woods and got it. i sat down to seek it. i brought it home with me because i could not find it.
what is it?