Snow!

I love snow. I am one of those people. I think snow makes winter a whole lot more bearable, because it is pretty and pure and brings back tons of childhood memories for me. So whenever the weathermen are predicting the doom and gloom of a big storm, I get all excited like a 10-year-old kid hoping for a snow day.

Friday was that way for me. As others groaned while the flakes started to fall in Columbus, I smiled. My boss told us that we could leave early at our own discretion (have I mentioned how much better my new boss is compared to the last one?), so I stuck it out until 3 o'clock and then bailed to get Rachel from the sitter. Sometime around midnight, our power went out, then came back on, then went out again a bit later. But when you are asleep and warm in your bed, it doesn't bother you so much that the power went out.

Saturday morning, we awoke to what appeared to be just shy of a foot of snow. Duane started a fire, and I had a hot cup of coffee. Then I went out to shovel the driveway (after much argument from Duane because he said he would do it), and I got Rachel all bundled up in the snowsuit I bought her last year when it was on clearance for $10 (normally $65!).

I am not sure how Rachel liked the snow. She didn't have much reaction to it at all, except bewilderment. She couldn't walk in it because it was one-third of her height. At one point, she said "Brrrrrr." But overall, she dealt with it for the 15 minutes she was outside. Then I sent her back in and proceeded with shoveling the driveway. I didn't mind it, actually. I hadn't shoveled in years, and it was great exercise for me. The cold went away after 20 minutes because I was working so hard, and all the neighbors came out to shovel theirs (except the neighbor with the snowblower, but I can't complain too much because he ended up doing my half of the sidewalk), so it was pretty pleasant.

We even had a man on a frontloader come through to clear the court, and he was nice enough to clear everyone's approaches so that we could get out of our driveways!

Today, we woke up to a more frigid morning, and the snow had been covered up with a thin layer of ice. As a special treat, my mom had asked me to go to the OSU Basketball game with her. The doctor she works for was in the Bahamas for a conference (must be rough), and so he offered my mom his tickets, so she asked me. It was cool. I am not the biggest basketball fan in the world, but I enjoy going to the games whenever I am offered a chance. My competitive nature gets into just about any sport if I am at the game, so it was a good Sunday excursion. When I got back to my parents' house to pick up my car, my mom gave me my old baby doll cradle to take home. It has my name on it, and a mattress (read: long pillow) and pillow. When I brought it home, I showed Rachel what it was, and she has spent the afternoon loading her baby dolls in and out, saying "Nigh' nigh'."

Tonight, we are having a low-key Super Bowl experience. Duane made his turkey chili, and I plan to wind down the weekend watching the last of my football for the season. I don't know that I care who wins -- I guess I prefer the Saints since they haven't been there before. I like both teams though, so I won't complain either way.