I am trying to like snow. I've always intensely disliked it. It's cold, wet, and makes driving dangerous. It wreaks havoc. Yes, it's pretty in white blankets for the first days after its fallen, but then it turns into black, icky mountains in the grocery store parking lot, slick driveways in which my low-slung car inevitably gets stuck and causes me to make angry gestures and shout in front of my darling 70-year-old neighbors, and brown water spluttering in gutters. Gross.
I suppose it all stems from my distaste for cold weather. The first time I can remember snow or cold was living in frigid Colorado Springs after moving from Hawaii at age 12. Moving from a Hawaiian beach house to an ice cave next to Pikes Peak is not a way to make a child love snow.
Then when I was 15 I was involved in a terrible car wreck due to icy roads in which the car spun two times into opposite lanes of traffic, hit a snow bank and rolled three times. Everyone was fine (due to some serious divine intervention), but I've never been able to drive in bad weather since. My chest constricts, my hands get icy, and my nerves are as taut as Hugh Jackman's muscles in Australia. I hate it.
So this morning I'm trying to think how pretty the snow is falling, how lovely white it is making everything, and ignore that fact that I have to drive in it and have been cold from the moment I stepped out of the shower this morning. My husband loves the snow. I am trying to at least become amiable towards it. I'll try.
I dislike snow as well. Here in Iowa we're getting a HUGE snowstorm in about an hour or so, 7-12 inches of it (on top of 3 that we already have), and it's VERY cold. A guy hit a parked car that ended up hitting my dad's car due to ice the other day, and the guy was only going 20 in a 25 zone. I don't like that I'm short and even the "short" pants are too long for me, so my pants always get wet and icy, unless I roll them up, in which case my ankels get cold and icy instead. :P
ReplyDeleteHaha - and now I've done it to MY KIDS! After six years in Hawaii they are in serious shock living in Northern Minnesota. Brenna (age 9) has dreams of moving back where she can swim daily and not have to put lotion ("it feels worse than SWAMP WATER, Mom!") on her cracked and dry hands. Katie (age 8) just wants to have more freedom to wear what she wants and not worry about being warm. Christian has handled the move well, but now his asthma is acting up from the cold - or maybe it's the wood smoke. Kaeo (age 3) is a true island boy and more than once has tried to get out of the house bare foot. YIKES.
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