…that’s what meteorologist are calling for tomorrow. That’s right. ANOTHER snowy day. Hearing about this possible snow storm made me think about fond memories I have of snow days when I was younger. Pretty much all of these memories made me smile.
– My dad, brother, and I went to the local reservoir once to go sledding. Our sled was red and huge. After we lugged it all the way up the hill, the three of us piled on it. The first half of the ride was great. Then our sled tipped over. The next thing I knew, I was rolling down the hill. When I finally stopped, I cried because I got snow in my glove. Haha. Dad took us home after that.
-My mom always made a big deal of wearing our snowy boots in the house. (I now understand why.) My grandma, on the other hand, said snow was okay in the house because it was “only water and it cleaned the floor.” Since my grandma always told my brother and I that, we would tell our mom the same thing. Like I said, now I understand why mom didn’t like snow all over the floor. The first reason just might be that grandma has carpet and we have tile.
-While spending a snow day with my cousins at my grandma’s house, we went “iceskating” in her driveway. Of course there was only one patch of ice, but we loved it. I loved it until I spilled and hit my head on the cement.
– There is a creek behind my house. When it rains/snows too much, the creek overflows and water collects in my backyard. One winter when I was probably eleven years old, the water rose into my yard and froze. We had a completely smooth ince skating rink all to ourselves! My dad even bought my brother and I ice skates, hockey sticks and a puck! We spent pretty much every day outside playing until the ice melted. This is probably my fondest winter memory.
Now that I’m older, my winter days are different. First, I rarely ever get snow days. I’ve had two in college and I can honestly say that’s two more than I expected to have. I also have to worry about driving in the snow. That’s no fun. Walking in the snow is also not a very pleasant experience. Well, before I get into too much of a rant about the cold snowy weather, I better stop.
To cut my rant short, I am definitely ready for warm, spring weather. I can’t wait to wash my car (and have it stay clean), ride my bicycle, and eat lunch outside.