Jan 12 2009
Snow is no fun – part 1
It’s snowing in Iowa today and my county is under a blizzard watch and winter snow advisory. On my way into work I was reminiscing about snow and how excited I would get when ever we got any. I tried to remember when my love of snow changed to indifference and at what point it turned into a strong dislike.
I’m pretty sure the indifference started when I lived in Reston, Virginia. I lived there in the early 80’s so I was fairly young – from about kindergarten to the 3rd grade. We had a snow storm and although I don’t know the actual amounts I would say that I think it dropped about 2 feet of snow. I can remember fighting with my mom to go outside. My mom, who was born and raised in Iowa, really didn’t see why I could possibly want to be out there but eventually she gave in. My dad, who was raised in Texas, was indifferent to it all.
After spending the afternoon outside my mom called me in to warm up. We rarely saw snow in Reston so I had no need for snow pants which meant that I was soaked. I was cold, wet, and whiney. My mom pealed my pants off of me and my legs were bright red. I’m pretty sure that’s when the indifference set in.
