........got me busted again at the Advocate today...twice, but that I will save for the next post.
I just heard the weather folks on the local TV stations allude to the possibility of a little snow here at weeks end. I will confess to being a weather junkie, and a bit of a storm chaser as well. But there is something about the slightest hint that it may snow, that makes me revert to a wide eyed ten year old. I think it's just the novelty of it, being from the south, and seeing it so rarely down here that makes my pulse speed up at the prospect, and that will have me outside when the day arrives, peering into the night sky, praying for some flakes to appear in the glow of the porch light. I guess the phenomenon with me is just like with real estate value - location, location, location.....It is so rare we see snow here, that it is a treat for all us kids, young and old. I am sure that when I mention the forecast to my boys, they will begin praying for a snow day off from school. Myself, I will be wishing for the freak occurrence of a big dump like the lower coast got a few years ago so I can break out my snow chains and find the closest steep freeway off ramp that is closed to press into service as a ski run. Might as well try for the news at six and ten, huh? like I said.......The kid in me.......
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I so hope it snows, too!
Everyone remembers the big snow of 2004. Well, that snow started on Christmas Eve, my 50th birthday. So, for me, it was the 50th Birthday Snow.
It was amazing, and one of the best presents I got. If this snow could just wait a few more days, or repeat itself on Christmas Eve, that would be nice.
My dear, sweet mom was born and raised up north (Ohio) and she LOVED the snow. When we had that snow for Christmas in 2004, I think that was the best Christmas gift she could have ever received. That was to be her last Christmas with us and it was almost like God was showing her what wonders she would be shown in his Heavenly Home. On her birthday in March, she went to be with Him. I will never look at snow in this area, without thinking of the simple pleasure that we shared that day. (I honestly can't believe it's been five years since that White Christmas, though.)
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