Hey guys, guess what. It’s still cold! Yeah, shocking, I know. Who’d have thunk it would be cold in February. 😛 We’ve been averaging about 20 degrees here for the past few weeks. We had one day when it got to 40 and that was CRAZY! And probably spoiled us for cold weather again. Eh, you win some you lose some. The cold isn’t so bad, I suppose, it’s not unbearable at least. Anything above 0 I can stand I think. However, I would like it very much if it would warm up enough to melt some of the snow.
We seem to be getting everything this winter; bitter cold and obnoxious amounts of snow. Seriously, we have ALL the snow. Not just us, either, everyone seems to be getting snow. There’s snow in Texas and Georgia. What nonsense is this? We haven’t seen snow like this in years and you know what? I don’t think I’ve missed it.
When I was a senior in high school we suffered a near complete shutdown due to the amount of snow we suffered. I can’t remember how much it was exactly but two or three feet might be a low estimate. I do remember shoveling out the driveway so my dad could get to work. I remember digging out the cars and stripping as I did. Silly Farkas, you don’t need six layers to shovel snow, the physical exertion will keep you warm. We missed most of the week of school and to make it even better they declared it a state of emergency so we didn’t have to make up those days either. It was a good time, really.
That was before I could drive, or rather, while I was in the process of learning so I didn’t have to drive. That was before I had a fiance who comes up to see me in the snow every weekend at least whom I worry about every time. That was before I had to walk to campus and everywhere else every day, attempting to navigate under shoveled sidewalks and giant snow piles produced by snow plows clearing the streets and patches of ice left behind. I have to say, my appreciation for snow had significantly decreased from when I was a kid. Even when I was a senior in high school I was less fond of it than when I was a child. This is a sad realization.
I have very fond memories involving snow. I remember sledding with my dad and siblings. One year he pulled us up the road on the old wooden sled on Christmas day so we could ride down it. That might be a meshed up memory that didn’t really happen, but that’s how it is in my mind therefore it is reality. I remember rolling giant snowballs for an overly optimistic snowman that never took shape. I remember making snow forts and digging burrows out of the plowed piles by the field. I remember attempting to “snowboard” at the neighbor’s house up the pasture from us. It was a good time. I went sledding last year with some friends and while we did have a good time, I don’t think I enjoyed it as much as I did when I was a kid. There was much more snow in the eyes than thrilling speed feeling. Maybe I should have worn my useless goggles that I stole from my brother. I am still convinced I could be a Digi-destined.
Maybe if I weren’t covered in college I might go out and build a snowman, or if I had proper snow playing gloves. But the unfortunate reality is, I have no time. I’m losing my childhood and it makes me rather sad. I’ve come to the realization through this ramble that I am getting old. I’ve also decided that I should fight against it. I am going to make a snowman this year before the snow melts. You are all charged to hold me to it. I’m counting on you!