Nothing compares to a snow day. Whether you're in Kindergarten or close enough to retirement to number the months, it is a sweet gift. We had one earlier this year but since we didn't get the call until 6:30 in the morning, I had gone to bed at a reasonable time the night before and was already awake when I found out. Oh, but THIS snow day was the very, very best kind of snow day. It will go down in the books as a benchmark for all future snow days. "Remember that time we had a snow day when..." is how we will start every comparison. One thing that made this snow day so great was the anticipation that began on Thursday morning when it started to fall. "Do you think we'll come in tomorrow?", we asked each other between every class. We sucked on that jawbreaker of anticipation all day, more excited than the kids. By 3:00, our prayers were answered and we were told no school Friday. Double greatness, finding out the day before and it fell on a Friday. Does it get any better than that? Well, yes it does. We don't have to make it up!!! Glory!!! That has been known to happen, after the fact, but I've never known the powers that be to let us know before the day.
That meant that Thursday night I stayed up to an unreasonable hour and slept late Friday morning. I jumped out of bed, and changed...into clean flannel pajamas. I pulled on my green boots, grabbed my camera an headed out. Since I only had on jammies and a coat, the plan was to shoot a few things around the yard and come in. The yard led to the street, which lead to the block and the over to the park.
I was already that far so why not start an all out search for forsythia and check out damage to trees in Oakhurst? I talked to lots of neighbors, and saw more snow than I've ever seen without leaving the state. Some things that I noticed during my walk. 1) Texas trees are like Texas drivers, they don't do well with snow. The only other time I've seen so many tree limbs down was when there was a microburst in the area and a tornado hit about a mile away. 2) I have lots of friendly neighbors. Lots of folks out talking, clearing out limbs and trying to get cars out of driveways. 3) You can tell who has kids by how messed up their snow is in the front yard. I live in a neighborhood with lots of older people and most lawns were beautiful blankets of white. Sad. I was happy to see snowmen waving at me with stick arms as I walked by their house.
More than an hour and almost a mile later, I got home. My toes were frozen. My yard was perfect. Sigh. Later that day I looked out my window and some kids had built a snow man in my yard. It really lifted my spirits! I made some soup and edited some bridal pictures.
A friend whom I hadn't seen in 30 years came over for a visit and we had a great time catching up. I wonder if she thought I might be a little strange hanging out in the red reindeer jammies? I felted some wool to make some baby shoes (that sounds complicated and very skill intensive, doesn't it?) and then cooked some more 'cause there's nothing better than good food on a cold day.
My next door neighbor came by to talk about her due date, which is now Tuesday instead of the 21st and we made plans. Then I edited more pictures, cut out the baby shoes and watched the Olympics.
You know the best part? I still have Saturday! Yea!!!
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