Oh, snow. Snow everywhere.
Feb. 5th, 2010 06:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxHusband has made it home. Cats are being snuggly. I have finished my Rich Chocolate Ovaltine Maple Honey Mocha. The snow is sticking. Shoveling is imminent. I can only hope that my little neighborhood's streets get plowed decently tomorrow, unlike last time.
Anxieties have flared up for no real reason. They really need to stop.
Oh, snow. Snow everywhere.
This is still not as bad as the snow storms my childhood in New York (Brooklyn/Manhattan and The Hamptons). Maryland newscasters are calling this one of the top storms of all time. I am flashing back to the Long Island NY snowstorms of 1985, 1989, 1996, and 2001. Augh.
I remember when I was six during the 1985 storm, playing in the backyard of the apartment complex in Brooklyn, sunk so deep into snow that my father had to lift and carry me several times. Our Siberian husky, Nico, left the most beautiful paw prints as she bounded across all that snow.
I don't miss that snow. I don't want the snow now. I don't like snow. But it is here, and I will go and shovel it.
Anxieties have flared up for no real reason. They really need to stop.
Oh, snow. Snow everywhere.
This is still not as bad as the snow storms my childhood in New York (Brooklyn/Manhattan and The Hamptons). Maryland newscasters are calling this one of the top storms of all time. I am flashing back to the Long Island NY snowstorms of 1985, 1989, 1996, and 2001. Augh.
I remember when I was six during the 1985 storm, playing in the backyard of the apartment complex in Brooklyn, sunk so deep into snow that my father had to lift and carry me several times. Our Siberian husky, Nico, left the most beautiful paw prints as she bounded across all that snow.
I don't miss that snow. I don't want the snow now. I don't like snow. But it is here, and I will go and shovel it.
