I Need Boat Drinks!

It seems as though the winter blah's have finally hit me.  I look outside and think, "Ugh, it is only January!"  I'm sorry but I HATE this weather.  I am just not a cold weather loving person.  We have about 11" of snow at my house right now (the biggest snow storm here in 18 years) and I just read they are calling for another 6" on Sunday. 

I feel like I have been cooped up in this house with these sick kids for a month.  I told Scott earlier today that when he gets home I have got to get out for a few minutes.  It's not like I really have any particular place to go but I just cannot stay in this house another day that turns into night again. 

I am ready for spring.  I am ready for baseball.  I am ready for flip-flops and tank tops and summer dresses.

Jimmy Buffett's song Boat Drinks has definitely been playing over and over in my head.

Boat drinks. Boys in the band ordered boat drinks.
Visitors just scored on the home rink.
Everything seems to be wrong.

Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap airfare.
I've got to fly to Saint Somewhere.
I'm close to bodily harm.

[Chorus:]
Twenty degrees and the hockey games on.
Nobody cares; they are way too far gone,
screamin' "Boat drinks," somethin'
to keep them all warm.

This morning I shot six holes in my freezer.
I think I got cabin fever.
Somebody sound the alarm.
I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow.
Could you beam me somewhere, Mister Scott?
Any old place here on Earth or in space.
You pick the century and I'll pick the spot.

I know I should be leaving this climate.
I got a verse but can't rhyme it.
I gotta go where it's warm.

Boat drinks.
Waitress, I need two more boat drinks.
Then I'm headin south 'fore my dream shrinks.
I gotta where it's warm.

I gotta go where it's warm.
I gotta go where it's warm.
I gotta go where there ain't any snow,
where there ain't any blow,
'cause my fin sinks so low.
I gotta go where it's warm.

P.S. Don't forget about my "Giveaway" and the drawing on January 31.  2 FREE months with a registered dietician.