Anyone who uses “winter” as a verb needs to fall on a sharp stick.

January 13, 2011

I was just walking behind these two ladies with stupid handbags (on K street, not Madison Ave, mind you) and one said to the other, “Usually we winter in Palm Beach, but Donald’s mother was ill so we had to stay put.”

I think in Minnesota if you said you used winter as a verb, someone would hit you with a shovel. They’d be real nice about it, though. Oh, for sure. But they’d winter the crap out of you with that shovel.

I wish it would snow just one real snow in DC this winter. I hate the snow, don’t get me wrong. But I like to be reminded of it. I like to be reminded that winter isn’t a thing we take control of. It’s a thing that takes control of us.