Thursday, January 07, 2010

Snow Day!

Yes, folks, the big blizzard of '10 has hit our town. We woke up to inch of snow on the ground (centimeters and centimeters!) and a gaggle of excited newscasters reeling off area closings on the morning news. This, folks, is the damage for which they canceled school:

Looking down our street at the devastation caused by winter weather

Note how heavily the trees are weighed down with snow and ice. Note how you can mostly not see the ground beneath (pay no attention to the little speckles between the far tree and the fence).

All together, now, let's roll our eyes.

Now because I'm a Rocky Mountain girl and a snob about such matters, I would like to show you what does not constitute a snow day in the town we just moved from:

Uno and Dos happy to have REAL snow

Seriously, folks. I grew up in the Salt Lake City area where the lake effect regularly amplifies the amount of powder (and/or slushy, sloggy flakes) that fall and where people have actual hills to drive around on. In my 13 years of public education there, the district closed school exactly TWICE: Once (the day my sister was born, yay!) for hurricane-force Spring winds and once, during my senior year of high school, for a single day after 14 days of continuous heavy snow that threatened collapsed roofs and left five- and six-foot drifts piled everywhere.

We got plenty of snow every winter, but we did not panic. Geez.

Now, I'd understand closing schools here if there were any danger of ice. I used to be agnostic about ice storms ("I'm from the Rocky Mountains! We had six-foot snow drifts! What's a little ice? Losers!") but my first year in Kansas City, we got a doozy that I had to drive home in. Alone in my car. Over hills. In the dark. TERRIFIED. Ice really is a different beast, and not something to be messed around with no matter how much experience you have with it. But that isn't the case this time. This snow is dry, powdery fluff -- no moisture in it at all, let alone under it. You can't even make a snow ball with the stuff.

Whatever!

Oh well. Must end now because the girlies are begging me to go outside; they want to make snow angels before it all melts away. I guess I'd better let them enjoy their Snow Day. :-P


~RCH~

7 comments:

RCH said...

All right, we just came back in. I took a ruler with me to check the total snow fall: 1.25 inches. Whooo! LOL.

Jen said...

Aren't you in southern Illinois? I guess my weather-related geography is bad because I would have guessed that area to get tons of snow during the winter.

Our recent big storm before Christmas was 2 feet of snow....no ice. It canceled school for an entire week. Being a NW girl, I am terrified of snow and ice, but I still thought that was a little much. The roads were clear by the second day of the week-long school furlough.

Eliza said...

Kids in Atlanta got out of school early today or did not go at all because there was snow in the forecast...not even here yet! Yeah, there were flakes today but nothing is sticking to the ground. It's a little silly, if I do say so myself.

RCH said...

We're further south than some parts of Kentucky if that tells you anything! People have crazy accents and everything. ;-)

That's crazy to close for a week! I had assumed we'd just get this one day off, but maybe I ought to catch the early morning news tomorrow just to make sure!

Unknown said...

~~giggle~~ Got to leave the fear of snow.

RCH said...

And we're closed again tomorrow!

*SIGH.* I was actually glad to have Christmas Break over, lol. Oh well.

Beckle the Freckle said...

Sheesh! What a bunch of wussy babies! ;) Is it because they don't have snow plows or what?

This makes me want to sing the Nova song! "Nova, Nova, Nooooova, sliding off the road-a!"

Over here in Utah-land it's been below freezing for several weeks, but they're only now just letting the kids come inside before school because it was 3 degrees this morning. So much colder than the usual balmy 14 degrees!

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