Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Up north, weather like this would be moderately serious. There wouldn't be a thought to closing schools early and the army of plows would start hitting the road as I blog.
Here in KC, people are going a little crazy. Like most northern transplants, we're not afraid of the weather as much as the silly decisions some drivers make.
I do remember the time when they salted our street in Rochester, then plowed it a little bit later. My dad had a good laugh over that one.
Doesn't look like we'll get a snow day tomorrow, though. Too bad. I only had to come in for the school Mass at 9:30 and the evening Mass later on. It would be nice to retrieve the sleds from the soccer end line* and hit the slopes with Brittany. As it is, Friday at 3pm looks tasty. (I never seemed to enjoy sledding so much as when our daughter arrived. Now there's two of us that don't want to come in from the cold.)
*Just two weeks ago it was Team Teaser (Dad) versus Team Panther (Brittany) in the Backyard Soccer Bowl. Now it's time for the Flowerday Sled Slalom.
