Having been born and raised in Georgia, I am very acclimated to mild winters; the very rare deep freeze or heavens forbid a snowflake or two. In Georgia, snow is so rare that the entire state usually shuts down for a day to enjoy it.
Most of us have a nice warm coat to wear from the car to the nice warm building, and maybe a couple of pretty sweaters. That is about the extent of our winter gear. Sleds? What are those? We have a reason for such things.
Until this year that is. I blame it on my friend Kathleen. She just moved a couple of months ago from Georgia to the Arctic and has been ever so anxious for some of that white stuff. I am pretty certain I heard some prayers being sent for it. I think she forgot to give God her new address though as we have been blessed with snow three times this very young winter. Yes, she did get her blizzard - I think she has been properly introduced now.
As for us left down here in the deep South; it has been chaos. Freezing temperatures in the teens and wind chills in the single digits, snow and ice, and now...now, we are buried (well, maybe not quite - but still)
Last week the meteorologists started predicting a snow storm on the way. "Go now", they said, "Stock up on milk, bread, batteries, and anything else you might need for a week or two". Yeah, right. At least that is what we all said up until Sunday. Sunday night, it came - it came worse than they thought, faster too.
We woke up Monday morning to a beautiful winter wonderland. The kids even convinced me to take a snow day. Sure, why not - we have milk and bread and there is about 7 or inches of white stuff everywhere.
With this much snow, you have to go sledding. Wait a minute, we don't have a sled. Oh well, a couple of cardboard boxes and the beach tube will have to do.
Lots of fun...
Then everything everywhere started shutting down. They announced the schools would be closed for a week. Businesses everywhere closed - even Walmart!
Wait a minute, this isn't as fun as I thought. Hundreds of motorists stranded on the interstate all night. Can't go to work, means can't make any money. AND, lots of fun in the snow (without proper winter gear) means LOTS of laundry. I ran out of laundry detergent. They said buy milk and bread - they did not say anything about laundry detergent. Sorry, kids no more snow.
Just kidding - though I was mean enough to resume school the second day.
Most of us have a nice warm coat to wear from the car to the nice warm building, and maybe a couple of pretty sweaters. That is about the extent of our winter gear. Sleds? What are those? We have a reason for such things.
Until this year that is. I blame it on my friend Kathleen. She just moved a couple of months ago from Georgia to the Arctic and has been ever so anxious for some of that white stuff. I am pretty certain I heard some prayers being sent for it. I think she forgot to give God her new address though as we have been blessed with snow three times this very young winter. Yes, she did get her blizzard - I think she has been properly introduced now.
As for us left down here in the deep South; it has been chaos. Freezing temperatures in the teens and wind chills in the single digits, snow and ice, and now...now, we are buried (well, maybe not quite - but still)
Last week the meteorologists started predicting a snow storm on the way. "Go now", they said, "Stock up on milk, bread, batteries, and anything else you might need for a week or two". Yeah, right. At least that is what we all said up until Sunday. Sunday night, it came - it came worse than they thought, faster too.
We woke up Monday morning to a beautiful winter wonderland. The kids even convinced me to take a snow day. Sure, why not - we have milk and bread and there is about 7 or inches of white stuff everywhere.
With this much snow, you have to go sledding. Wait a minute, we don't have a sled. Oh well, a couple of cardboard boxes and the beach tube will have to do.
Lots of fun...
Then everything everywhere started shutting down. They announced the schools would be closed for a week. Businesses everywhere closed - even Walmart!
Wait a minute, this isn't as fun as I thought. Hundreds of motorists stranded on the interstate all night. Can't go to work, means can't make any money. AND, lots of fun in the snow (without proper winter gear) means LOTS of laundry. I ran out of laundry detergent. They said buy milk and bread - they did not say anything about laundry detergent. Sorry, kids no more snow.
Just kidding - though I was mean enough to resume school the second day.
Well, I guess I will still have to thank Kathleen. All this snow she requested makes me feel a little closer to them, and it really is beautiful.
Awww...well, you are so very welcome. I do what I can.
ReplyDeleteRan out of laundry detergent?? Hee hee hee. (Sorry!).
I can't believe even Wally World is closed!!