I don’t really get crazy about Christmas anymore. I don’t go out of my way to see latest and greatest children’s movie, even if it is nominated for an Oscar. You could say in some ways I have lost touch with my inner child. That was, of course, until I sat down in front of my computer yesterday morning, only to discover classes had been cancelled.
I must admit it has been awhile since I have officially been able to enjoy the impromptu holiday known as a “Snow Day,” but the excitement wasn’t lost on me. I was giddy as a schoolgirl and immediately ran back to bed, jumped up and down and promptly went back to sleep.
After I woke up from a much-deserved slumber, the memories of snow days from twenty-years ago washed over me. Any interest in Meteorology, when I was kid revolved around the possibility of a “snow day.” I would stay glued to both the TV and the radio in order to hear “School District of Lancaster, CLOSED.” If I were lucky enough mom would inform me while I was still in bed.
True to form with all “Snow Days” I’ve celebrated in my life, what appears to be a golden opportunity to catch up on school and a house work, actually turns into a lazy day in which not much more than playing in the snow takes place. Evident by the fact I wrote this blog the day after the “Snow day” took place.
I must say it felt good to feel like a kid again, and like all “snow days” this particular one came at the best time. But just like with any “snow day” there is the time when you must return to reality and responsibility. Of course it always help to start the first day back with the next best thing to a “snow day” which is the “two hour delay.”
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
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