enough already

i swear if i look out my window in the morning and see more snow out there i will check myself into the nearest psych ward. i am so not kidding. just one more snowflake and i am outta here. snow is for christmas. it is solely for the purpose of making your christmas 'white'. kids and parents alike pray for it until it comes. and then it does. that's it. mission accomplished. now find somewhere to dump it so i can get back to my normal life, cuz this ain't it. i admit, after that first big snow the world is absolutely beautiful. covered in this luxurious white blanket, it feels almost like magic. it can soften the look of the roughest of neighborhoods, muffle the sound of traffic, make children squeel in delight and even momentarily turn grown men into kids again. pretty powerful stuff, this snow. but like they say, 'all good things must come to an end'. that should've been yesterday sometime.

because if you wait too long, something terrible happens to this snow that once was beautiful. it starts with people walking on it. there is always that 'someone' who wants to be the first one to walk across that pristine, untouched, perfect patch of fallen snow. i know the temptation, i have felt it myself. i do, however, have enough self control to keep myself within the boundries of my own yard. after several days of children tramping around your yard and others, it looks like a small tractor drove aimlessly around the neighborhood.

the worst is yet to come. those nasty snow plows. they are loud and obnoxious. who doesn't love the sound of heavy machinery scraping down the full length of your quiet little street at 5 o'clock in the morning? lovely sound. and the the carnage they leave behind! piles of dirty snow thrown up into your yard. quite a nice mixture of interesting stuff in that dirty snow too. rocks, loose asphalt, decomposing leaves from the previous fall and don't forget my personal favorite...that smashed beer can and an empty happy meal box. and to think this is a service provided free of charge. thank you so much.

my kids have missed 2 days of school this week because of 'snow days', which means i missed 2 days of pay because i work for the school system. and if i add in all the food they ate because they were 'bored' (did you hear me whine there?) x15 because apparently bored children need to eat every 15 minutes, you might get a little glimpse into my head about my recent hatred for snow. i think i'll go ahead and look up that # for the psych ward just in case.