DC Snow Days

People laugh at DC because we don't handle the snow well. Two inches of snow is enough to send the masses to the grocery store in search of milk, bread and toilet paper as if we won't be able to dig out for weeks. Schools close, sometimes at the mere mention of acculmating snow. Traffic is horendous cause nobody knows how to drive in it. Natives defend ourselves by saying, it's a different kind of snow--wetter and icier. Whatever!

I say, let them laugh! I LOVE SNOW DAYS. I love the anticipation. I love watching the weather report over and over, hoping each time for record snow fall. I love the way snow looks when it's falling and how it looks on the trees. Even though I rarely actually get the day off anymore (oh to be a school teacher) I still wake up in the moring, look out the window, and turn the radio on to listen for all the closings, praying with all my heart that the federal government has closed for the day. The second best thing to the whole day off is a two hour delay. It means a little more sleep. As long as you roll into work by 11ish, it's all good. You can basically wear whatever you want to work--sneakers, jeans, your warmest, most comfortable sweaters. I mean what if you had to push your car out of the ditch... you need to dress accordingly. And when you finally make it into work, you spend the first half hour or so sharing harrowing stories of everyone's commutes to work.

I love all of it. However, here's a special note for Mother Nature: I love snow days more when they happen in December, or January, or even February. How about we save March for signs of spring?

Doesn't my apartment building look cute in the snow?