Living in a Snow Globe

by Jillian @ http://blueshelled.com . February 1, 2010 . 1:23PM

For 5 days, I have been stuck in my house.

Originally, the tone of this post was going to be about how beautiful and amazing the snow is and about how we only get snow once a year or so and how that is such a shame. I was going to tell you of my amazement and how my mouth dropped open last Friday when it snowed all day long and I felt like I was living in a snow globe and I saw the utter beauty of the snow.

I was going to tell you about how my dogs romped through the snow like puppies, or at least Molly did. The little ones think it’s too cold and have decided to pee in the freaking house instead of being good dogs and going outside. They are so little and the snow was so high and they don’t like falling down into snow. With the exception of Prudence, who has made a pact with the Devil to not fall through snow so she can run through our fence, get out of the yard, run down the street and around the corner and force me to run after her in my pajamas. My neighbors loved that one. Truly.

You were going to hear all about how AJ was mystified and played outside for hours with his friends. How snowmen were plentiful and the children were happy. Instead, AJ played outside a couple of times and proclaimed it “too cold and icy” and has been in the house driving me crazy.

I was going to tell you, with pride, how people in Nashville really aren’t as bad as I’ve led you to believe. I know I’ve complained about how they drive in the rain, but they did so well with the snow! Nope. Everything shut down to the point where the only things open were McDonald’s and the liquor store. Thank goodness. Leon warned me that I “really shouldn’t drive unless I had to” and therefore I have been here. At home. Since Thursday night. Home. Where I have placated myself with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, lots and lots of napping and doing homework. The weather has kept friends away and made me a lot of fun. I have spent an inordinate amount of time looking at online goods and it is to the point where I no longer want anything because I have looked at everything so much that I am already bored with it.

I am not a happy camper. No, Sir. Not this one.

I grew up in Illinois. This piddly amount of snow and ice is par for the course. The idea of places shutting down and school being closed for this is crazy to me. I have things to do!

But…

It’s pretty. It’s glimmering, shimmering and shiny! And I’ve missed it. It’s not the snow’s fault that people around here react like we’re all getting smallpox because there is a little snow and ice. For one week a year, I get to pretend that I live in a Winter Wonderland.

It’s worth it.