|Six in the Hood||
I had been asking for a snow day all week. Temps were in the low teens Monday - Thursday. On Monday I couldn't even open the doors to the van, they were frozen shut! Seriously, the kids had to climb in through the back and then when I dropped them at school they had to climb out through the back. (Why didn't I park in the garage on Sunday night?) But I'm not joking when I tell you we had not one drop of snow. Not one. All the schools around us were out because of snow and ice. Not us, not Central Texas. The Dallas area schools were closed the ENTIRE WEEK. (OK, now that would make me a bit bonkers – be quiet Jefanna.) I kept dreaming of a snow day; HOWEVER I did NOT want one on Friday. Did you hear me God? Of course you did, that's why we got one! It’s all my fault. I take the blame. Thursday night the kids were excited, their teachers told them of the BLIZZARD that was coming through. I made them go to bed on time. I was hoping for a delay MAYBE, but not a cancellation. Did we get a delay? Nope, on Friday we got a dusting of snow and school was CANCELED!! What? Are you kidding me? Cancelled? Did I mention I was going on a girls weekend to Canton, leaving Friday morning right after I dropped the kids off at school?!?! Did I mention how I had to finagle to get this trip to work out? Did I mention this was my first girls trip in 6 years? Count them, 6! You can't even count that on one hand. I made martinis, a cake AND we bought shirts! Did I mention it was a DUSTING? Not even enough snow to build a snowman? Did I pout, yes! Am I bitter? No, how could I be after seeing their sweet faces while playing in the snow? (OK, I’m a little bitter.)
Canton will still be waiting for me in June. ;o) Who wants to go?