Saturday, February 6, 2010

Whoever said spring is coming....


can be blamed for this snow.  How do you measure so much snow?  You can barely see the raised windshield from the snow on the cars.  The nice full and fluffy shrubs around the house have been crushed and misshapen beneath the weight of this wet snow.  Or, the adirondack chair that now looks like it belongs in a museum of modern art?   I don't care how you do measure it, it certainly is easier to measure when you're inside!   Yesterday was like the day before Christmas.  People were so excited at what we knew was coming.  I think I would have preferred the 1800s living on the frontier when these things kind of crept up on you.  But then again, as we were walking outside last night in the early hours of the storm and saw one electric line down from the weight of this heavy snow, our biggest fear was losing power.  That would have made it just like the 1800s life on the frontier.  Not so much fun after all.   All of this would be ok, if it weren't that I am supposed to get on plane tomorrow noon to go to Haiti for a couple of weeks.  And this is supposed to keep on snowing into the night.  The eternal, naive optimist in me thought they's have runways cleared by noon tomorrow.  Then I heard they shut down the airports all day today.    Mary got out of school early and government was released early.  When I left at 6pm, though, it was pretty much a ghost town, but the snow was still hardly sticking on the roads.  I walked by the headquarters of the American Red Cross and there was a team of people shoveling the walk in front of the building, and there was less than an inch of snow.  Hmm.  Now I know where my contributions went - do you think they coulda waited ten hours until there was a foot of snow?   And no one is talking about the snow day we had on Wednesday.  That was only four inches.  The snow was the excuse for me to stay home, but I was also sick.      But we know the snow is making its way up to NJ, Mass, NY and may even have stopped by Chicago on the way here!  So everyone will have stories.  What are they? Just send an e-mail to Popsweeklyletter.dicksons@blogger.com and let us all see!   One thing good has happened - nobody 's talking about the Super Bowl.   Other than that, we had a Monday night dinner out dinner with Joe and Margaret this week in DC, which was fun and made us old folks feel like young urban professionals again.   We spoke with Annie and she has the week off, so she's heading for New York City this weekend.  Wonder how that will be with this snow.   Mary talked to Grandma who said she had a great time with David and Paula, Jeffrey and Melodie.  Peter and Janet came over with some chili one night.  The snow last weekend prevented me from coming, and Mary had a cold so we missed all that fun.   So, happy snow days; happy Valentine's Day coming up!  Love

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