Still getting used to this whole blog thing...
Last night, my mom got home from work and we all went outside to shovel snow. I don't know about you, but in my family, shoveling is an adventure. First we shovel our walks, and then our elderly neighbors walks, and then we shovel our grandpa's walks (he lives next door). It usually takes about an hour and a half. On a good day. On a bad day, by the time we are done shoveling, we have to shovel again because it just wont stop snowing!
Today we got like 2 feet of snow. Joy! And I don't know about you, but if there was that much snow in your city, wouldn't they call a snow day? Right? Right?
No luck. I still had to wake up at 6:30, and carpool to school. My first period teacher was 13 minutes late to class. So we just sat around and did nothing for the entire period. And then we had an assembly. I hate assemblies. You can add that to the list of things I really really hate! However, this one wasn't too bad. It didn't suck. The lip-syncs were cool. They had the traditional student/teacher basketball game. Mr. Smith decided to wear short shorts. That was interesting...I had my yearly SEOP and planned the rest of my future. I decided what classes I want to take next year, even though I know they are all going to change by August anyway, and then I had to hike through the snow to get to my car. Snow is an adventure.
Similar to glitter, Snow and I have a love/hate relationship. I love playing in the snow. I love going ice skating and sledding. I love watching snow fall from the safety of my own home. I really hate being outside in the cold. I really hate the wind, and the cold, and the wet, and the slush. I'm getting my driver's license in 4 days (BIRTHDAY!). I really hate driving in the snow. My mother has trained me well.
See, I have this theory...
My mother also has a love/hate relationship with snow. But unlike me, if it didn't snow ever, she would be much happier than if it snowed during Christmas. I hate not having white Christmases. She is deathly afraid of driving in the snow. She couldn't care less if her Christmases were white. A couple weeks ago, I jokingly came up with snow monsters to explain her fear...but I'm starting to think that my joke might be more serious than I thought. Seriously. Watch the 2012 Doctor Who Christmas Special, and then come tell me you aren't having nightmares about the snow monsters. The Christmas Special was set in Victorian England, but imagine what those snowmen could do to your driving! Yes, I know, the Doctor saves us all...but the monsters! I think it's a very good theory. It is, after all, a theory (Ms. Hansen would be so proud...).
So, good luck driving in the snow everyone! Don't let your children make snowmen.
And Don't Blink.
Last night, my mom got home from work and we all went outside to shovel snow. I don't know about you, but in my family, shoveling is an adventure. First we shovel our walks, and then our elderly neighbors walks, and then we shovel our grandpa's walks (he lives next door). It usually takes about an hour and a half. On a good day. On a bad day, by the time we are done shoveling, we have to shovel again because it just wont stop snowing!
Today we got like 2 feet of snow. Joy! And I don't know about you, but if there was that much snow in your city, wouldn't they call a snow day? Right? Right?
No luck. I still had to wake up at 6:30, and carpool to school. My first period teacher was 13 minutes late to class. So we just sat around and did nothing for the entire period. And then we had an assembly. I hate assemblies. You can add that to the list of things I really really hate! However, this one wasn't too bad. It didn't suck. The lip-syncs were cool. They had the traditional student/teacher basketball game. Mr. Smith decided to wear short shorts. That was interesting...I had my yearly SEOP and planned the rest of my future. I decided what classes I want to take next year, even though I know they are all going to change by August anyway, and then I had to hike through the snow to get to my car. Snow is an adventure.
Similar to glitter, Snow and I have a love/hate relationship. I love playing in the snow. I love going ice skating and sledding. I love watching snow fall from the safety of my own home. I really hate being outside in the cold. I really hate the wind, and the cold, and the wet, and the slush. I'm getting my driver's license in 4 days (BIRTHDAY!). I really hate driving in the snow. My mother has trained me well.
See, I have this theory...
My mother also has a love/hate relationship with snow. But unlike me, if it didn't snow ever, she would be much happier than if it snowed during Christmas. I hate not having white Christmases. She is deathly afraid of driving in the snow. She couldn't care less if her Christmases were white. A couple weeks ago, I jokingly came up with snow monsters to explain her fear...but I'm starting to think that my joke might be more serious than I thought. Seriously. Watch the 2012 Doctor Who Christmas Special, and then come tell me you aren't having nightmares about the snow monsters. The Christmas Special was set in Victorian England, but imagine what those snowmen could do to your driving! Yes, I know, the Doctor saves us all...but the monsters! I think it's a very good theory. It is, after all, a theory (Ms. Hansen would be so proud...).
So, good luck driving in the snow everyone! Don't let your children make snowmen.
And Don't Blink.
They carried the don't blink theme too far. Applied to the angels, it makes sense. To the silence too...it's a bit too much
ReplyDeleteSince when does it apply to the Silence? I don't remember that...
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