snow days

don't get me wrong, the snow is beautiful blah blah blah. i get it. but it certainly leaves me very grumpy. it's not so much the snow as it is the aftermath of snow that gets my goat. it's the ice and the slush and the sliding and the being stuck in houses that are located at the bottom of incredibly steep and slippery hills. that's the stuff i can't stand. if i could make a truce with the snow that it would never impede my and my getting from point a to point b, well then i would be just as excited for snow as anybody else. as it stands though, i feel a little stir crazy because of it.

rachel came over today though and we made a snow man in my yard. it was funny. the snow man is immaculate. we got done and realized that we had really just kind of talked about christmas for a while, and then settled into plans on what would make the perfect snowy white and proportionate textbook snowman. we wondered to each other, "when did playing in the snow become a test of perfection, a contest?" "what were we thinking about when we did this wort of thing when we were little and didn't care whether or not our snowman was lopsided, or if its arms weren't the same length?" i'll bet that if i had been doing it with evan or carissa it would have been a silly snow man to the max, which would have been great too.

and now i am going to sit my the fire with a mug of hot cocoa and read a silly fantasy novel, which is exactly what i would love to do right now.