The SNOtorious B.I.G.

It snowed yesterday. I know people have mixed feeling about hearing the details, but I’m going to tell you my story anyway. This snow is a BIG deal in small-townsville. I’m not sure why because it supposedly snowed for three days last year, but I guess there is nothing else to do around here. Everyone had been talking about the snow for literally one whole week and I’m sure they will for much after. Co-workers, neighbors, store owners and strangers were all talking to me about snow. It’s all anyone could think about. Anytime there were snow flurries, everyone would charge outside to try and capture them, but the town was waiting for the snOMG coming on Friday, February 4, 2011.

On Thursday night, I got a text from my boss around 11:00pm saying that it had started to snow. I didn’t care, and let me tell you why. I HATE BEING COLD. I’ve been freezing this whole week because of my stupid house. I just stayed in bed.

Awhile back I wrote about how I wasn’t going to turn the heaters on in my house… well I had to give in. My fish, Paul, died from freezing to death in his bowl (this was confirmed by a fish specialist) and I didn’t want the same fate to happen to me. So I turned the heater on. The heater is having a hard time warming up my house during the past month, but this week was especially ridiculous. I have the heater set for 70 and it’s only been 54 degrees in my house this week with the heater constantly running. I can’t WAIT to get that electric bill. :)

My snow day started when I woke up at 6:45am to get ready for work. I discovered a text from my boss that said we didn’t have to go into work that day because they shut down the city due to snow. So I walked through my freezing house and looked out the window. There it was… fresh, untouched snow. I’ve seen snow before, but I’ve never taken advantage of it (mostly because I don’t care much for snow or being cold).

I put on warm clothes and headed out in the snow for a fun snow day.

BUT my snow day turned into a snow hour. Turns out… I really don’t like the snow.
The first thing I did was go into the middle of the street and carve out L ♥ D in the street out of snow. I just shuffled around in my rain boots to get the job done. I needed to take a picture so I could capture my masterpiece, but it was too large for my camera phone. I went back inside to grab a step ladder to get some height and when I came back… someone had drove over it. Disappointment #1.

Then my mom asked me if I was going to go sledding down the hill in the park that is close to my house. I said, “No, I think I’m too old for that,” but after I got off the phone with her I decided that I need to go sledding once in my life. I went to look for anything that would be sled worthy. The only thing I could find in my house was the top to a storage container. I grabbed it and walked two blocks in the cold to get to the park with the hill. When I got there it was magnificent! All the fresh, untouched snow made me so excited. I got on my sled and pushed myself down the hill. I made it about 5 feet and then came to a stop. I tried again and again and got about the same distance each time. I gave up. Disappointment #2.

I walked home and decided that I was going to make a snowman out of all the snow in my drive way. It was going to be a smaller one because my hands were cold, but a snowman none the less. I made a good base and then I started to make the second ball of my three tiered snowman. I couldn’t do it. First, I tried making it on the ground, but when I would pick it up it would crumble. Then, I tried starting with a small ball on the base and then adding to the ball to make it bigger. That didn’t work either; I gave up. Disappointment #3.

I was tired of all the disappointment, so I went back inside. My romp in the snow lasted all of an hour. This day confirms it; I really don’t like the snow. I could care less. (Later, I found out from my dad, a northerner, that the snow needs to be a little slushy so it will stick together in order to go sledding and to make snowman. My mom told me the same thing... who knew.)

After that, my snow day consisted of me cleaning my closet…

Filing all my bills from the last three or four months….

And trying to have a fun girls’ night with drinks and a movie... Unfortunately, literally the whole city was shut down due to the snow. The only place open was Wal-mart. So we grabbed the bull by the horns and had social hour at the local Wal-mart. There isn’t much to do anyway, but our options narrowed from 5 options to 1 due to one inch of snow that melted by off the roads by noon. Thank you, Wal-mart, for making a memorable evening during the SNOtorious B.I.G.