Blog All About It is a challenge being hosted by Anna@Herding Cats and Burning Soup. Each month we are given a prompt and have free reign regarding what we chose to blog about pertaining to that prompt. January's prompt is very fitting for my neck of the woods and is "WINTER."
Winter. When we are kids, we seem to love it but I will be the first to admit that as an adult, winter is not as much fun. Bosses do not understand why you don't want to risk your life and come to work and I swear, as an adult, the cold temps are much harder on the body than when I was a child. When you are young, if your pipes freeze and burst, no big deal - hopefully the parents dealt with it. And you didn't have to worry about venturing out to get necessities such as dog food and toilet paper. However, I'd like to focus on another aspect of my childhood winters - snow days!
When I was in school, snow days just weren't as trendy as they seem to be now. And 2-hour delays - non-existent! Facebook had yet to be invented and twitter was something a bird did. When we had snow days, there was real snow (and while I am tempted to insert the old "I walked 2 miles uphill in snow 3 feet deep once to get to school - I won't because technically I didn't - and I doubt you did either).
When I think of snow days, I do have some fond memories though. My birthday is in January and 3 out of my 4 high school years I was out on a snow day. Also, I had an inside advantage. Both my Mom and Dad worked for the local Board of Education. In fact, my Dad was head of transportation and he was in charge of determining if the roads were too risky. Now I know he hated dragging himself out to check some of them, but I found it pretty awesome that I knew school was canceled sometimes 8 hours before my classmates work up to find out the old fashioned way - radio and TV. Now there was also a disadvantage to that. Once word got out, our phone would ring off the hook with classmates and sometimes even their parents wanting to get an early jump on the news. I was Miss Popular on those days and I found these calls SUPER annoying.
But snow days were fun. No, I didn't go out an play, sled, etc. but Mom and Dad usually still had to go to work which meant I had the whole house to myself all day long. I could play music as loud as I wanted and binge on french fries for breakfast if I chose. Sometimes I got to miss important tests and had extra study time and sometimes I got to sneak around and find my birthday presents so I could open them before the folks returned home. After all, it was MY snow day and MY rules.
So as an adult, snow days are definitely different. But a small part of me still finds them new and magical...until I have to walk the dogs, let the water drip so the pipes will still work or even go to work.






















