Good morning! It's time for another workshop, and I chose this prompt:
Last night it snowed buckets and you are forced to spend the entire day at home with your family...what's the plan!?!
First of all, I'm going to have to adjust this, just a little. Simply because, I don't have a family at home! But, when it does snow, it's one of my most favorite times of year. Britney goes nuts in the snow, and we have an absolute ball playing with snowballs. The hardest part for me is reigning her in, because with her bad knees, after a day of snow play she can barely walk! I love watching her IN snowfall, because she turns into a reverse Dalmatian. I remember coming out of a squad meeting to find 4-5 inches on the ground. I dashed home and got Britney. Drew was out running one of the plows, and said he couldn't figure out who the idiot was out in the snow at 9p . . . then saw Britney! Yup, I would be that idiot.
Now, when I was at home in Utah, snow fall didn't mean diddly. It was business as usual. But. Then we moved to NC, and one day they thought it might snow and they cancelled school! Brad and I didn't know what to do with ourselves! When it would snow, there would be the obligatory snow angels, snow men, snow balls, and pathetic attempts at sledding. We had a tiny hill around the corner of the house, and Brad would wear it into mud trying to get to sled on it. Then we'd get to come in and warm up with hot chocolate, and warm socks.
I have to say, I don't miss the constant cold, ice, slick, slush-y mess. What I do miss is the fluffy snow flakes, childish play, and peace that a thick snowfall brings.
Last night it snowed buckets and you are forced to spend the entire day at home with your family...what's the plan!?!
First of all, I'm going to have to adjust this, just a little. Simply because, I don't have a family at home! But, when it does snow, it's one of my most favorite times of year. Britney goes nuts in the snow, and we have an absolute ball playing with snowballs. The hardest part for me is reigning her in, because with her bad knees, after a day of snow play she can barely walk! I love watching her IN snowfall, because she turns into a reverse Dalmatian. I remember coming out of a squad meeting to find 4-5 inches on the ground. I dashed home and got Britney. Drew was out running one of the plows, and said he couldn't figure out who the idiot was out in the snow at 9p . . . then saw Britney! Yup, I would be that idiot.
Now, when I was at home in Utah, snow fall didn't mean diddly. It was business as usual. But. Then we moved to NC, and one day they thought it might snow and they cancelled school! Brad and I didn't know what to do with ourselves! When it would snow, there would be the obligatory snow angels, snow men, snow balls, and pathetic attempts at sledding. We had a tiny hill around the corner of the house, and Brad would wear it into mud trying to get to sled on it. Then we'd get to come in and warm up with hot chocolate, and warm socks.
I have to say, I don't miss the constant cold, ice, slick, slush-y mess. What I do miss is the fluffy snow flakes, childish play, and peace that a thick snowfall brings.
2 comments:
You are absolutely right; a thick snowfall does bring a sense of peace with it. Thanks for that reminder!
Dropping by from Mama Kat's...
I wish we'd get some snow down here. I mean, true, I live in south Alabama and it's 80 degrees today, but a girl can hope, right?
I'd love to see what my little spaz of a dog would do in snow.
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