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mistymasseyToday in 546, the Ostrogoths of King Totila conquered Rome by bribing the Byzantine garrison. You have to admire that sort of thing - cash is so much quieter than gunfire.
So they're calling for wintry weather tomorrow afternoon. A great many of you are rolling your eyes at me, since you've been buried in snow since October, but this is the South. Wintry weather causes people to act as if the Apocalypse has arrived at last. It was the hot topic of conversation all day at school. I don't like snow at Christmas, since we travel, and I hate losing days of school to snow because we have to make them up later. But once upon a time I loved the snow.
When I was in second grade, the measles vaccine that was given to school kids that year was a bad batch, and we ended up with a local outbreak. I was one of the unfortunate sufferers, and I spent three weeks stuck inside my house, getting well. Halfway through my convalescence, it snowed. Snowed like nothing we'd ever seen - we had nearly 20 inches of snow when it stopped. I couldn't go outside and play in it, but I wasn't upset. You see, my room was upstairs, and the windows opened onto the roof of the porch. So I went upstairs, opened my windows, and had a ball. I built tiny snowpeople all over the roof, as far as I could reach, and I took my Barbies skiing. Eventually they all slid off the roof, so I had to go ask my parents to fetch them for me.
Do I need to explain how unhappy my parents were? At least now they knew why the house had suddenly become so cold!
My son sent me this very cool video a few minutes ago - go watch Panic Attack!
So they're calling for wintry weather tomorrow afternoon. A great many of you are rolling your eyes at me, since you've been buried in snow since October, but this is the South. Wintry weather causes people to act as if the Apocalypse has arrived at last. It was the hot topic of conversation all day at school. I don't like snow at Christmas, since we travel, and I hate losing days of school to snow because we have to make them up later. But once upon a time I loved the snow.
When I was in second grade, the measles vaccine that was given to school kids that year was a bad batch, and we ended up with a local outbreak. I was one of the unfortunate sufferers, and I spent three weeks stuck inside my house, getting well. Halfway through my convalescence, it snowed. Snowed like nothing we'd ever seen - we had nearly 20 inches of snow when it stopped. I couldn't go outside and play in it, but I wasn't upset. You see, my room was upstairs, and the windows opened onto the roof of the porch. So I went upstairs, opened my windows, and had a ball. I built tiny snowpeople all over the roof, as far as I could reach, and I took my Barbies skiing. Eventually they all slid off the roof, so I had to go ask my parents to fetch them for me.
Do I need to explain how unhappy my parents were? At least now they knew why the house had suddenly become so cold!
My son sent me this very cool video a few minutes ago - go watch Panic Attack!
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Date: 2009-12-17 11:19 pm (UTC)though i sent hubby with the grocery list - screw shopping today with the crazy people thinking they must have milk in case the snow appocalypse arrives!
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Date: 2009-12-18 03:40 am (UTC)