I thought the whole point of New England was that the folks up here are rough, rugged. Snow? What snow?
So what’s up with another friggin’ snow day? Seriously. It’s the folks in Seattle who aren’t supposed to be prepared for snow. But we have snow plows up here. And ice melt. And shovels. Why is this our third snow day in two weeks (two weeks that also included an early release day and MLK day)? I mean, we have community schools, so there’s no reason not to bundle up and walk to school (okay, I know, the teachers don’t live nearby, but hey! Don’t go bursting my bubble)!
The kids are happy. And I don’t mind, except that I had a pretty long to-do list for today that’s now a to-don’t list. The boy, though, is happy because we just checked out a bunch of books from the library and I printed him extra math worksheets to do (this is a boy who turned down a playdate the other day because he preferred to stay home and do extra math). The girl is happy because she has a stack of papers and is sitting next to me talking to herself. And, truth be told, I’m pretty happy because I (and the kids) got new snowshoes this week and we’ll have a chance to use them later today. And in the meantime, I’ll bake some bread and make some marshmallows.
But really. It’s just snow folks.
