Snow Day

When I was a kid, snow days meant sledding, building snowmen and/or snow forts, and hot cocoa.

Now they mean (possibly) braving the roads to get to work. Or, alternatively, taking a personal day because day care is closed, and I can’t face driving in this crap anyway.

When I was a kid, snow days meant SNOW. Huge drifts of snow — three, four feet of snow.

Not snow, then freezing rain, then ice, then more snow. I don’t mind snow. I thought we would even go outside to play today, but my yard is a sheet of ice under two inches of fluffy snow.

I cannot say we didn’t venture outside at all. We packed everything up and came home from the in-laws’ next door. The furnace is running again, huzzah! It will be nice to sleep in my own bed.

I don’t know what my mom did on ‘snow days’ when I was four years old. After all, she would have had a two-year-old and a newborn at the time.

In lieu of playing outside, Monkey and I baked cookies — more on that later — and played on the computer while Bun napped. It was a pleasant day.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go check the weather for tomorrow. Because I will have go to work tomorrow (that is Thursday) without fail. I am already taking a vacation day on Friday — and Monday — and so it’s imperative for me to go in.

I’m hoping they are salting and plowing like crazy out there.
Countdown to Burgh Moms (and possibly a dad or two) dinner: One day!

5 thoughts on “Snow Day

  1. Living in Montana and Pittsburgh meant that I had very different ideas about what constitutes a snow day than most of my DC colleagues, which is why I was amused to see this yesterday:

    http://www.politico.com/blogs/anneschroeder/0109/Obama_girls_cant_believe_school_cancelled_.html
    Obama girls can’t believe school canceled

    Today’s weather is darn cold for us (Some of us hail from the great state of Florida) and getting to work was a mission.
    But this weather is nothin’ for some people, like, ahem, Malia and Sasha Obama.

    Before meeting with business leaders this morning, President Obama made a little side remark about how his girls’ school was closed today “because of–what? Some ice?”

    “As my children pointed out, in Chicago school is never canceled,” Obama said to laughter. “In fact my seven-year-old pointed out that you’d go outside for recess. You wouldn’t even stay indoors. So, it’s–I don’t know, we’re going to have to try to apply some flinty Chicago toughness.”

    “Are you saying these guys are wimps?” a reporter asked the prez.

    “I’m saying that when it comes to the weather, folks in Washington don’t seem to be able to handle things,” Obama clarified.

  2. I remember pressing my face to the window and chanting, “Please let it snow! Please let it snow!” Now, it’s the opposite!
    Can’t wait to read about the snow-day cookie-baking, though.

    May I ask, what is this Burgh Moms of which you speak?

  3. Yeah, I remember snow days. Usually because I was with you on our way to the Rez for some downhill action.

    Now, California… just not a Snow Day state. Don’t think you even want to know what the temp is today. I actually had to wear a sweater.

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