Winter crankiness
Last night I reached my low point of crankiness this winter. It inspired me to write this post, even though I know I'm opening myself to ridicule after complaining that Copy Desk Chief John encroached on my territory. I expect to hear from the Science Matters guys or Weather Blogger Extraordinaire Frank momentarily.
Here, with apologies to Letterman (with apologies to John McIntyre), are my top ten reasons for hating this winter:
10) Winter tomatoes. They make this a legitimate food blog post.
9) You have planned a trip to the supermarket before the snow was forecast, and now you are a) mercilessly teased by friends and co-workers about panic shopping and b) can't find a spot in the store parking lot.
8) Having to wait an hour in line to get a car wash you know will last maybe one day, two at the most.
7) Other drivers. You, of course, know perfectly well how to drive in snow/ice/freezing rain.
6) Schools closing before a flake of snow has fallen.
5) Paying incredible amounts of money and still having to keep the heat lower than the human body can tolerate.
4) Having a cold for three weeks and your doctor's only response is to tell you that she's had a cold for six weeks.
3) The fact that airfares to every warm destination in the universe have suddenly doubled.
2) Two words: wintry mix.
And now the No. 1 reason I hate this winter: ...
1) Bats.
OK, one bat. It came in with my husband when he took out the trash last night and proceeded to circle the dining room and living room.
I thought fast, told my husband I would run upstairs and Google "bats, getting rid of," and shut myself in the study.
The problem with getting rid of bats when it's 11 degrees outside is that's why the bat came in in the first place. So even if you are willing to let all your expensive heat escape and open the windows until he flies out, unless it's a heck of a dumb bat he's not going to fly out.
Interesting scientific fact: Bats make weird squeaky sounds when you wrap them in a towel.
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Comments
Once I fell into an old well and was attacked by bats. Later in life, after personal tragedy struck, those same bats inspired me into a life of vigilante crimefighting. My point? You just never know how bats will influence your life.
I feel better now.
Posted by: JTK | January 22, 2008 11:45 AM
I think the Orioles have been using your Google query for years.
Hey, I'm supposed to be the funniest one here. :-)
Posted by: Brian | January 22, 2008 12:36 PM
This is one of the reasons I like this blog. Even when you are at your gloomiest, someone presents something that makes you laugh.
You should have shared how the bat wound up in a towel. And, what happened to the little devil after he was caught? Inquiring minds want to know.
Finally, our new friend Brian is a very witty guy.
My husband threw the towel over it when it was hanging upside down on my curtains, caught it and put it outside. It was not happy with him.
Posted by: Regina | January 22, 2008 12:57 PM
Was he tasty?
Posted by: Owl Meat Jerky | January 22, 2008 1:35 PM
The worst part of winter here for me is the schizophrenic approach this area has for "winter." Snowstorm one day, sixty degrees the next. A couple of weeks of near sixty weather and then more snow. Then rain. Snow melts. Things look haphazard again.
If we must endure winter, then I wish for a proper winter. Cold, lots of snow, more cold. And more snow. No melting.
To solve this dilemma, I'm heading off to Moscow on Thursday for caviar and vodka.
Posted by: Jay C. | January 22, 2008 2:04 PM
If there isn't already, you should post a blog on Top Ten Winter Foods. In the summer it's all about fresh fruits and veggies and crabs. What about the winter??
Try these (not quite the same, but...):
http://weblogs.baltimoresun.com/entertainment/dining/reviews/blog/2007/12/top_ten_restaurants_for_winter.html#more
Posted by: Kim Moore | January 22, 2008 2:09 PM
Not much meat on a bat.
Winter tomatoes do indeed (your choice of perjorative verb here). As do spring tomatoes, for that matter. For applications where they'll work, grape tomatoes and the like are a better choice.
Posted by: Hal Laurent | January 22, 2008 2:13 PM
A few years ago we came home from a movie to find an old lacrosse stick in the front hall. I was puzzled by this since it had been years since either of our sons played lacrosse at all. The next morning we learned that our younger son had decided the lax stick made a perfect bat catcher.
Hope you feel better soon, Elizabeth!
Posted by: Darlene | January 22, 2008 2:23 PM
There is nothing redeeming about winter. I hate it. And it increases aches and pains now that I'm over 40. I thought bats hibernated as I don't see them in the winter. Learn something on this blog every day!
We have tasteful off-white walls and tastefully neutral curtains, and there is nothing like having a bat hanging upside down on them to make you think about your living room decor differently.
Posted by: Desiree | January 22, 2008 4:20 PM
Wait. I have had the crude cold for six weeks (Dec. 26)(ok 4) and I am a doctor. The advantage to #5 is you get to really snuggle close with your sweetie.
Posted by: mdlrvrmuncher | January 22, 2008 5:44 PM
My grandmother has a cottage down at Smith Mountain Lake, and I used to go there with my family for two weeks every summer.
One year, we noticed something black that was just hanging on the wall. Eventually, we came to the realization that it was a bad. Our solution? My mom and aunt took one of those plastic ice cream containers (back when all ice cream came like that), slid a piece of cardboard underneath, and let it outside. Fortunately, this was the summer.
And I agree - I hate winter. Is it spring yet?
Posted by: Steffi | January 22, 2008 5:44 PM
I grew up in a drafty old house in Roland Park... used to have bats all of the time. Squash raquets work wonderfully for chasing bats...except near chandeliers.
Posted by: fairfax | January 22, 2008 5:58 PM
You caught the Count from Sesame Street?
Did he sing you a song?
One, two three ... batty batty bat.
Posted by: Sam Sessa | January 22, 2008 6:26 PM
I don't hate winter. I grew up in California where we thought it was really frigid if the temperature dropped into the 40s. But I am not very fond of ice ...
Posted by: Darlene | January 23, 2008 6:34 AM
Science note for Desiree -- Bats are mammals, just like humans [except for the flying thing]. They use sonar to navigate, hence the squeaking sound.
My wife still talks about her father stalking bats in the house armed with a tennis racquet and a coffee can. When we had bats in Mt. Washington, the cat caught them and stood guard until we dropped it in the storm drain to keep the raccoons company.
Posted by: David | January 23, 2008 8:17 AM
There is an organization called Bat Conservation International (BCI) and their web site has a video with live demonstration of how to capture a bat in your home. It's pretty funny, the bat is very cooperative and the woman very calm. (unlike how I would be).
This is fabulous. Thank you so much. Here's the url:
http://www.batcon.org/home/index.asp?idPage=51&idSubPage=147
It's like when they told me how much fun natural childbirth would be.
Posted by: Betsy | January 23, 2008 8:57 AM
Here's a recipe for fruit bat soup.
http://bertc.com/fruitbat.htm
from the New York Times Natural Foods Cookbook" by Jean Hewitt (c) 1971. Bon appetit!
Posted by: Owl Meat Jerky | January 23, 2008 1:11 PM
I love winter (actually, all four seasons for distinct reasons); a chance to enjoy stews and other comfort foods. Plus, it makes those days of spring that much more wonderful! Having said that, I prefer a much more consistent cold, rather than this up and down pattern.
Posted by: Patrick | January 23, 2008 3:33 PM
My grandmother still tells a story about a dinner party she gave sometime in the 60's or 70's. She's not much of a cook (more of a reservation-maker), but she'd made chocolate mousse for dessert.
As she carried the tray of mousse - arranged in 8 Waterford dessert bowls - down her basement stairs to put them in the fridge until dinnertime, a bat flew up the stairs, freaking her out and upending everything in her hands. The crystal shattered and chocolate mousse went everywhere. I think it was about 3 hours until guests were arriving.
She got it together, though, and made another batch. My grandfather, amazing husband that he was, went out and bought her a whole new set of Waterford dishes, just like the broken ones.
Posted by: Kit | January 23, 2008 8:24 PM
Let's not forget that bats may be rabid. Don't eat anything that foams at the mouth. ;-
Posted by: Darlene | January 24, 2008 6:44 AM
Winter isn't all that bad - at least daylight keeps getting longer each day. And sometimes the snow can even be pretty. And fireplaces can help reduce the heating bill. And winter can give you many many things about which to complain. And the longest, darkest, most depressing month (metaphorically speaking) - albeit the month with the fewest days - is about to begin ... and it has an EXTRA DAY!!!
Keep the faith, fellow bloggers - we'll help each other stay warm with our shared humor and talks of food.
Posted by: Rob | January 24, 2008 9:23 AM
Elizabeth, I was very surprised to see you in the weather report of the Sun this morning. You are becoming ubiquitous! On the bright side (no pun intended), I guess your comment means you are finally feeling better!
Hey, 50 degrees and sunny is my kind of winter.
Posted by: Darlene | February 3, 2008 7:36 AM