Snowpocalypse 2016
Tomorrow will make snow day #4. Unfortunately, I was actually ready to go back to work this Monday. My eagerness to return to teaching isn't because I'm bored at home, but because I know how hard it will be to get those suckers to focus after six days of doing absolutely nothing. Anyway, I guess I'll use tomorrow to read another book (I finally finished The Alchemist and the final book in the Mara Dyer trilogy).
For all of you northerners complaining about the southern response to snowy weather, you can shut it. We get one, MAYBE two real snowfalls every winter, so excuse us if our 4-6 inches of snow is utterly underwhelming to you. We're thrilled and amazed at this rare occasion! Our enthusiasm and panic will not be diminished by your jealousy of our days off work. Let us enjoy our snow in peace!
Day 3
Although we've been out of school since last Wednesday, the real snow didn't hit until early Friday morning. However, I was already over being at home all day, so I decided it was time to go. My sister and I decided to take to the snow covered streets and head to our friendly neighborhood Walmart. It was a short trip. The only shoppers there were other twenty-somethings with backpacks who either had no real groceries or simply wanted to escape their homes. So we twenty-somethings made our way through the aisles in search of key essentials (some variation of pizza, chips, and beer), and made it back to our respective dwellings.
Day 4
On Saturday, I decided that I needed to venture farther than walking distance. So I decided resolved to go get the lunch of champions. I looked out of my window to see how the roads were, and judging from the number of cars out (undoubtedly parents happy to escape their children for a bit), I assumed the roads were a bit clearer. So I put on layer after layer and braved the less than treacherous sidewalks to my car...only to find this.
The restaurant of champions! Absolutely worth the effort to get there.
For all of you northerners complaining about the southern response to snowy weather, you can shut it. We get one, MAYBE two real snowfalls every winter, so excuse us if our 4-6 inches of snow is utterly underwhelming to you. We're thrilled and amazed at this rare occasion! Our enthusiasm and panic will not be diminished by your jealousy of our days off work. Let us enjoy our snow in peace!
Day 3
Although we've been out of school since last Wednesday, the real snow didn't hit until early Friday morning. However, I was already over being at home all day, so I decided it was time to go. My sister and I decided to take to the snow covered streets and head to our friendly neighborhood Walmart. It was a short trip. The only shoppers there were other twenty-somethings with backpacks who either had no real groceries or simply wanted to escape their homes. So we twenty-somethings made our way through the aisles in search of key essentials (some variation of pizza, chips, and beer), and made it back to our respective dwellings.
Day 4
On Saturday, I decided that I needed to venture farther than walking distance. So I decided resolved to go get the lunch of champions. I looked out of my window to see how the roads were, and judging from the number of cars out (undoubtedly parents happy to escape their children for a bit), I assumed the roads were a bit clearer. So I put on layer after layer and braved the less than treacherous sidewalks to my car...only to find this.
I spent the next 20 minutes trying to find the top half of my car. Luckily, a really nice neighbor of mine decided to help me. I don't know if he was just feeling generous or if he legitimately thought I was too incompetent to do it myself, but whatever the reason, I was grateful. I've learned that many southern men are extremely helpful to women, even if their assistance hasn't been requested. I've decided to embrace the kindness of strangers, even if it is rooted in the misconception that I am inept at something. At the end of it, I still reap the benefits.
Once I finally found my car, I convinced my sister to layer up and get in and come along or the ride. Of course she decided to play the role of a tourist and snap shots of the snow covered mountains. My only focus was not killing us. We finally arrived at the only restaurant worth venturing to on a cold, slushy, winter day.
The restaurant of champions! Absolutely worth the effort to get there.
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