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Don't Get SAD, Get Even

By Joanna Robinson | Posted Under Miscellaneous | Comments (51)



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Batten down the hatches, you Eastern, Mid, and Midwestern Pajibans, another snowstorm approacheth. I sure you are all stocking up on the essentials (canned soup, tarps, bottled water, ammo), but I want to make sure you prepare your mind as well as your body for the coming onslaught. I’ve just read a whole Wikipedia article on Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), so, obviously, I’m an expert now. The following sound medical advice is based on my 29 years of life in sunny California where we have no seasons.

Try Your Hand At Home Improvement!

Hey, if you’re stuck in your house anyway, how about you check a few things off that Honey Do list? Grout some tile or caulk the tub. Has that squeaky door been driving you nuts? Heck, why not put up a new one?

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Spend Some Time In The Garden!

If it’s not too bitter cold, tromp outside and enjoy mother nature. Stop and smell the roses is a saying for a reason, you know. Communing with your vegetation can be quiet soothing.

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Focus On Your Work!

Hey, nothing helps my mood like some good old fashioned hard work. What about that blog you’ve always been meaning to write? Are there some work emails you can answer from home? Your boss will be so pleased, and you know how pleasing her helps you feel good about yourself!

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Get Some Exercise!

A lot of us are inclined, in the winter months, to let our health regimen slip. Don’t feel like just because the weather outside is frightful, you can’t get the old heart rate up. Try a stationary bike or some step aerobics. It’ll work wonders for both body and soul.

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Paint The Walls A Fresh New Color!

Hey, friends, nothing says winter blues like a blah wall color. Be brave! Try something bold! A nice crimson shade will really make the room pop.

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Just Chill Out, Man

If all else fails, find a quiet corner where you can relax, forget your cares, and cool down. Winter only lasts so long, my darlings. Spring will be here soon.

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Joanna Robinson hopes to never be taken seriously and wonders where all the rum’s gone, red or otherwise.









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Comments

Here's a direct quote from the Weather Channel:

"A multi-day, multi-region potentially historic and destructive winter storm will unleash its fury beginning Monday and lasting through Wednesday. When everything is said and done, the storm may very well impact a third of the population of the United States: approximately 100 million people."

You know this is the mid-west...in January. It's snow. Get over it. And yet, people are buying milk like their one cow out in Pop Ingall's barn is going to go dry and the price of petrol has gone up 13 cents since this morning, and counting.

Posted by: PaddyDog at January 31, 2011 4:06 PM

The proximity of a LHOTP reference and "petrol" just made my brain go a little covered wagon.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 4:09 PM

The LHOTP reference actually made me tingle a little. And wonder if I have scarlet fever.

Posted by: Rowen at January 31, 2011 4:23 PM

good point!

Posted by: NYFA Photography School at January 31, 2011 4:25 PM

When it snows, people turn into shrieking, terrified retards. Their brains spontaneously seize up like three-year-old computer hard-drives polluted with too much porn, and lose all of the information they've saved about driving safely since the last snow storm. They become frantic, weak willed and cold (as much in their souls as in their homes), and they entirely forget the universal certainty of momentum.

It's begining to look a lot like OH MY GOD A ROGUE PEPSI TRUCK!

Posted by: superasente at January 31, 2011 4:29 PM

I don't have the faintest clue what y'all are on about. I went bathing suit shopping yesterday.

/Miami doesn't have seasons either.

Posted by: Intern Rusty at January 31, 2011 4:31 PM

My office isn't going to close. The four horsemen of the apocalypse could ride in to the waiting room and we'd be told to give them water bottles and advise them not to upset some of our more self-entitled patients.

Posted by: nosio at January 31, 2011 4:36 PM

The covered wagon reference made me a bit feverish. And wonder if I have dysentery.

As a seasoned Midwesterner/blizzardee, one of the keys to avoiding SAD is good ol' booze. With imaginary friends or not.

Posted by: branded at January 31, 2011 4:37 PM

We Julii always say that just before it snows, people stock up like the pass is going to be blocked until spring.

Posted by: Mrs. Julien at January 31, 2011 4:39 PM

It's been one of the driest winters in recent memory for me. You guys go ahead and keep all that snow. I'm doing just fine without it.

Posted by: Paultera at January 31, 2011 4:39 PM

Does anyone remember the actual LHOTP episode called Blizzard? The school teacher decides to let the kids go home early and they get lost in a giant blizzard and get frostbite and all the Paws have to go out looking for them?
It's based on a real-life surprise blizzard that happened in 1888 in Minnesota that killed over 500 people, many of whom were children on their way home from school.
My original point up above was the this is not 1888, but now I think it might be more fun to spend Wednesday discussing favorite LHOTP episodes since we're all going to be snowed in.

Posted by: PaddyDog at January 31, 2011 4:49 PM

It's not that I'm mind the snow, it's the fact that it just won't stop and pretty soon we are literally not going to have a place to put it. Also freaking me out? The very real concern about ice damming. We just need a break, you know? A few days of 40 degree weather to get a nice thaw going. Then we can have more snow.

Posted by: tamatha at January 31, 2011 4:58 PM

I wish this ice-damning weather would just ease up for one ice-damning day, ice-DAMMIT.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 5:00 PM

@Paddy any of the episodes that did NOT feature smug faced Nellie and her smug faced of uppity smuggity were fine by me.

Her mom was kind of awesome though.

Posted by: coveredinbees at January 31, 2011 5:08 PM

Funny you should mention Nellie O. Just yesterday I was thinking of asking Dustin for a most hated women/girl characters in TV history random list and I was thinking that Nellie Olsen would have been top of my list. I hated her so much back in the day. I've since seen some interviews with the woman who played her and she seems really nice and centered and has talked about how much abuse she took from people on the street who couldn't separate the character from the actor, but she takes it all in fun, so good for her.

Posted by: PaddyDog at January 31, 2011 5:23 PM

Well fuck, now you all have me worried.

Not about the weather, mind you. I was just planning to do my bi-weekly grocery shopping tonight, and now I'm afraid that would be a Terrible Mistake.

Strange how I'm from California, yet I handle the winter weather better than most of the Native Arkansans I know. I'm the one who'd never seen snow until 2 years ago, what the fuck are YOU freakin out about?

Posted by: Gabs at January 31, 2011 5:30 PM

I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS

(except the part where I'm going to be covered in more than a foot of snow)

Posted by: Even Stevens at January 31, 2011 5:34 PM

I was going to have myself a lovely little Pajama Day today but the impending SNOWPOCALYPSE weather made me re-think that. I was going to wait to go to the store but I went today. EARLY. So it was just me and about 50,000 cute, elderly people in the store. It was a DELIGHT.

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 5:37 PM

Wasn't there a LHOTP that had someone (Carrie maybe?) falling down a well? In a field or something? God, it's been forever since I watched this show.

And wasn't Mary blinded by a fire? Or was there a fire after she was blind?

Looking back this show was kind of a downer.

Posted by: Jeni at January 31, 2011 5:39 PM

Mary was blinded by a velociraptor that wandered into their barn one night in a storm. She tried to give it some old bread crusts and fresh milk and the velociraptor clawed Mary's eyeballs out of her head with its huge back claws.


Right?

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 5:45 PM

Silly Pinky, everyone knows it was the dreaded Snow Chupacabra that blinded Mary.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 5:47 PM

NO, IAN. The Chupacabra destroyed the livestock and caused the people on the Prairie to start burning witches. Starting with that bitch Nellie Olsen.

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 5:52 PM

And here I thought LHOTP was a boring show...

Posted by: Gabs at January 31, 2011 5:54 PM

Seems like you know Alot about Chupacabrii, there, Pinky.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 5:54 PM

She knows enough to know that it's Chupacabrae, Ian. Doy.

Posted by: coveredinbees at January 31, 2011 5:58 PM

The storm I want to see is a bunch of ladies storming my pants.

Posted by: Pookie at January 31, 2011 6:03 PM

I have an advanced degree in Chupacabra Husbandry and Study of Its Insides. So, you know. That's why I know Alot about them.

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 6:08 PM

Cutting one open with your Prairie Lightsaber and curling up inside it does not a degree make. Nice try.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 6:12 PM

You fargin' ice-holes. I hope every single one of you bastiges forkin' freeze you sons of batches!!


Really, any excuse to quote Johnny Dangerously. Did anyone else read the painting part as:

"Hey, friends, nothing says winter blues like a blah wall color. Be brave! Try something bold! A nice crimson shade will really make the room poop."

No? Just me? I'll just let myself out then. Fargin ice-holes.

Posted by: mrcreosote at January 31, 2011 6:18 PM

I was going to go all LHOTP fan-girl here but this Chupacabrii/ae side convo is DELIGHTFUL. Please do continue. Also, Paddy, that blizzard episode IS my favorite. I also really loved that part in whichever book it was (Little Town On The Prarie?) where they talked about how hard the Long Winter was to get through.
And yes Chicago is totally being ridicutarded about this storm.

Posted by: JenVegas at January 31, 2011 6:21 PM

You have no idea how many times I read "LHOTP" and wondered what the fuck you people were talking about. LHOTP? What the fuck is LHOTP?

After reading it twice and studying it several times it clicked in my brain with "Does anyone remember the actual LHOTP episode called Blizzard? "

Little House On The Prairie. For those people with slow brains that hated that show (like myself). They are referencing Little House On The Prairie.

Posted by: DeistBrawler at January 31, 2011 6:25 PM

Wait, velociraptors and chupabrae are not the same animal? I thought some sort of molting was involved.

Oh, and you all know that Mary was hit by a wagon before she got the scarlet fever, but after the horse kicked her in the head. All of this was during the bout with bird flu but long after she got food poisoning from those berries the birds pelted her with.

Posted by: mrcreosote at January 31, 2011 6:28 PM

Oh, I read the book by the actress who played Nellie Olsen (Confessions of a Prairie Bitch). Poor kid had one fucked-up home life, but she kept her sense of humor and seems to have made it to adult hood pretty sanely.

She really hated that wig, though.

Posted by: Segment One at January 31, 2011 6:28 PM

It's Chupacabras, ignorantes!

Posted by: Figgy at January 31, 2011 6:30 PM

I wonder what will happen in Austin. They freak out here if it dips below 30 (last year it was supposed to snow and my company sent out urgent messages to production workers saying "Oh my god we'll pay for you to take a CAB just PLEASE OH PLEASE come to work tonight!!!").
Now, however, most of it is outsourced. I wonder if I can say that my internet got knocked out by winter wind.

I mean, sure, I'm not excited about the impending 17 degree weather (shut up Yankees, that's damn cold to me) but I refuse to lose my shit over it and act like we're going to have to ration our food. I have a gas stove and a French press. I can still have coffee and that's all that matters.

Posted by: MyySharona at January 31, 2011 6:49 PM

Figgy's just jealous because her dad wouldn't let her have a Chupakitten growing up.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 6:49 PM

Well, you would know Figgy, since you attended the University of Sweet Ass Studies with me. And Ian? I ONLY slept inside a Chupacabra ONCE and that was for a project for my Look At The Insides 101 class.

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 6:49 PM

Uh, yeah, isn't that University of Sweet Ass Studies STATE? U SASS?

That's what I THOUGHT.

Posted by: Ian at January 31, 2011 6:54 PM

U SASS. Yes. Our mascot is the Pilgrim Puncher.

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 7:00 PM

Fuck you winter.

Posted by: Cindy at January 31, 2011 7:32 PM

LIES. My dog totally ate a chupacabra once. It was in our backyard.

Posted by: Figgy at January 31, 2011 7:33 PM

Doesn't the Pilgrim Puncher involve shoes with buckles, a heavily starched shirt and a full box of Stove Top?

Posted by: Mrcreosote at January 31, 2011 7:44 PM

The Pilgrim Puncher also involves a consenting adult.

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at January 31, 2011 7:50 PM

This si for you, Pittsburgh:

" ... AND FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS FUCKING HOLY DON'T FORGET TO BUY A 24-ROLL PACK OF TOILET PAPER."

Posted by: , at January 31, 2011 10:36 PM

The Packers and the Steelers arrived in Dallas today just in time for tomorrow's icepocalypse and 12 below zero wind chill. It'll be nothing to them, but if they were hoping for more temperate weather, well, sorry!

(it'll be fine by Sunday, though.)

Posted by: Snuggiepants at January 31, 2011 10:51 PM

the earliest signs of a misguided upbringing for this wee monkey, was the unresolvable dichotomy between my pining for Laura, and the strange tingly feelings i got about Nellie.

wait, i positively made that up. you do believe me, don't you?

oh, and snow? suck it up buttercup. it's called a shovel and good boots. fucking non canuckistanians.

Posted by: idleprimate at January 31, 2011 11:07 PM

It is skipping DC again. We are just supposed to get some more ice and sleet and rain. General grossness.
I was kind of sad about not getting more snow, then I remembered last winter and wading through hip high snow and being stuck in my house for a week.
Now I am okay with missing it again.

Posted by: DominaNefret at February 1, 2011 1:16 AM

They have been doing marathons of LHOTP and my husband is convinced that I would leave him for Charles Ingalls. (I so totally would)

Posted by: blacksred at February 1, 2011 8:07 AM

blacksred:

I was just watching a documentary about Jack Wrangler who was THE gay porn star in the 1970s. His first ever crush was on Pop Ingalls (but when he was in Bonanza, pre-LHOTP which I plan on using multiple times just to drive DeistBrawler insane)

Posted by: PaddyDog at February 1, 2011 10:17 AM

LHOTP also stands for "Little House of the Pancakes."

In case that ever becomes relevant.

Posted by: Wednesday at February 1, 2011 11:13 AM

my husband and i also got into a great debate about how charles from LHOTP was a man before his time because he was always super nice to the 3 black people EVER they had on the show.

Posted by: blacksred at February 1, 2011 11:49 AM