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February 12, 2006
snowstorm
When I woke up this morning, the earth was covered in snow. Real, deep, what-every-kid-hopes-for kind of snow. It almost made me cry.
But I have a very hard time crying these days, so I couldn't.
The sight of it made me remember something from a very long time ago. When we were little, my sister Merry and I used to become united, stronger than ever, when we were hoping for a big snowstorm. It didn't matter if we were playing our favorite game, or in the middle of a knock-down, drag-out fight, if it started snowing outside, all was forgotton and we would just direct all of our childish hope out the window.
As soon as the first few flakes fell from the sky, we would start putting on our snowsuits. Think Randy from A Christmas Story, and you pretty much have it. Long underwear, pants, shirts, sweaters, hats, scarves, mittens, five pairs of socks, snowsuits and boots. . . we would work like mad to get this crap on and get outside, almost as if the snow had a greater chance of continuing to fall if we were out there, cheering it on.
We would get out our big blue taboggin and start trying to pull eachother around the yard even if there was only a dusting of snow. . . it didn't matter, it was all about the snow we hoped would be there eventually. And if God, looking down upon these ridiculously hopeful tiny people, granted us our greatest wish and gave us a snowstorm, it was a high we could live off of for days.
Nothing could bring us down--we were transported to another world entirely when we were outside playing in the snow. We forgot all of our troubles. Our wish had come true.
Why did remembering this make me feel so sad this morning? I don't know. But maybe if I call Merry, she will come over in a full body snowsuit and everything will be better.
Posted by darby on February 12, 2006 11:53 AM
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Or maybe Merry will wear the kind of footed-pajamas that you brought for her to wear the first time she spent the night at my house...When she was a teenager!
Posted by: Jessica on February 12, 2006 01:29 PM
Awe, darb, I don't have a snow suit anymore. But if you want, I can try to find a taboggin and pull you around. Remember that one time that the snow was like 3 feet deep and I thought the fence had gotten smaller and tried to climb it and the belt of my snowsuit got stuck on the fence and I couldn't move?
And, Jessica, I thought we agreed to NEVER mention those footed pajamas again. So, embarrassing, they weren't even mine...stupid footed pajamas.
Posted by: mers on February 12, 2006 02:49 PM
yes. the snow is beautiful. i think i made it decide to fall. the other night, i sung the snow a sad song, and the february rain a hateful song for a hours...
Posted by: Shane on February 12, 2006 11:25 PM
I love the snow more than any other weather event. I just adore it. I remember the deliciously warm sleepy delight I'd get when I woke up early to go to school, see it was snowing, and walk contently back into my warm bed, knowing that classes were cancelled.
Now even though I WORK FROM HOME, and don't need to get anywhere, I feel the same way about it. And I make it a point to play outside everytime it snows, even if I don't feel like it.
Because the minute you stop playing in the snow, you've gotten old.
Posted by: jason on February 13, 2006 01:51 AM
Only if we could have snow during the summer. I would be totally content.
It was very nice meeting you the other night. Jason let me hear some of the songs you have recorded and they sound great. I meant to tell you that earlier, but didn't get the chance.
Posted by: Jack on February 13, 2006 11:14 AM