I’m afraid that I am especially prone to that last one. I’ve noticed that all the sharp knives have gone missing around here.
what a crazy snow storm!
First, relax. I mean, snow storm for most of you is a serious thing. I’m talking about a snow storm in Atlanta, which pretty much means a couple of inches of snow that had the audacity to stick for more than an hour. Even as I write, it’s starting to melt and turn into something more dangerous: ice.
Ice is something we are familiar with around here, and it ain’t pretty.
But I digress. I just wanted to share with you today’s adventures. It started snowing at around 11 in the morning. It was the typical ATL snow–a little rain, a little sleet, some random flurries. And then, BAM! It started snowing in earnest. We had some pretty big and fluffy flakes.
John and Christy got back from Miami in the nick of time. By 3 o’clock, there was some very real snow falling. You can see the beginning of it here:
We had to be on the road by 3:30 to deliver Vicky to the hotel by the airport where she had to check in for some Army processing, and we were going to hang around with her for dinner and stuff until her curfew, but she said she wanted us to go back home because the road conditions were so poor. I left reluctantly, but after a few minutes on the road was thankful that we had made the decision to leave. I slid around on some curves, and then it got ugly with very poor visibility. Remember that later.
Jonathan called to say that his youth group was cancelled, so we headed to the church to pick him up. We stayed for the Mass, which was poorly attended, and got caught in a blizzard! No kidding! It was snowing like what we had experienced in Germany. Visibility was very poor, and conditions were pretty dangerous. Yes. Dangerous. A tree fell in front of us on Bluebird Hill and even though I hit the brakes as gently as possible, we slid right into it. The tree sailed over the top of the car (by the way, in the same spot where I hit that big deer a few years ago). All I can say is that I may drive a loser cruiser, but it has it’s advantages with the cowcatcher design in the front. 😉
Anyway, all is well. School is cancelled for tomorrow. I’m not sure if my college will decide to close, but I am predicting that I will cancel my class. We live at the top of a hill. The ice is forming even as I write.
that 25 things meme
It’s been annoying me to get tagged because I usually ignore these things unless they really capture my interest, but I guess it’s grown on me. So here goes, in no particular order:
1. I don’t like to use public bathrooms.
2. I used to dye my hair, and now that I have more gray than ever, just forgot to keep up with it.
3. I like the tv show, House
4. I go to work every day and pretend to know what I am doing. I profess with great alacrity and confidence. Maybe I’ll be able to keep up the ruse until retirement.
5. My favorite candy bar is Zero.
6. I have a minor in French.
7. I majored in psychology right up until I had to take clinicals and couldn’t pick up the rats. I don’t regret the switch to literature, although history would have been a close second. That means I also have a minor in psychology, for what it’s worth.
8. I like to eat fried eggs and rice with ketchup all over it.
9. I’ve always loved my kids, but now that they are big and know how to bathe themselves, I find them interesting and fun to be with because they are interesting people, not just because I spawned them.
10. I once spent the night in a whorehouse. With a gay man. I slept with one eye open, and he slept in a chair leaning against the door. (I can’t wait to hear from my parents on this one).
11. My nieces and nephews have the most beautiful laughs. Ever.
12. I love yellow roses. It’s a bad habit I acquired from my honey. 😉
13. I can’t read music. A number of music-people have tried to teach me, and the only thing worse than my frustration, is their defeat. Ha!
14. I was a cheerleader. (believe me, I don’t believe it either).
15. I broke a priest’s fingers in a pick up basketball game. Nobody was safe when I played b-ball.
16. I like Christy’s musical selections.
17. I fell in love with my husband because he has manly hands.
18. My pinkies and the second toe on both feet are really crooked. (I saw this on somebody else’s list–how weird is that?).
19. I once dreamed of competing in the Olympics, but then my heart conked out and couldn’t pursue a college career.
20. I like old-school Cuban music, crooners, blues, and country music.
21. I don’t like dolls.
22. I used to paint when I was a kid. I’m thinking of trying my hand at it again.
23. I’d like to travel in space.
24. I don’t really like burned toast or anything else that is over done, although I sometimes pull the mommy switch.
25. I want to go to Las Vegas!