Officially Allergic To Winter

I'm heading north for the weekend. It's an actual city-wide planned Winter-Fest that I'm going up there for. You know how much I love winter, it's my life's dream to celebrate in the form of a festival where we get to frolic for hours upon hours in the freezing cold. Actually, I think I'm going to plead mental disability and stay at home with my mom. I mean, let's be serious, there is going to be a lot of ice there, in the form of sculptures, sno-cones, skating and god knows what all. And I have clearly documented my phobia of ice. I can hardly be expected to make an appearance. I can already imagine the crunching of the ice underfoot and in little one's mouths, oh the horrors of it....on second thought it might just be best to stay away from the Fest altogether.