Ok, maybe never is a wee-tad bit harsh, but if you are like me, a SAHM (you know I like my acronyms), whose oldest child has been out of school all darn week due to snow, then you probably understand where I'm coming from.
I mean, really, how much is one person supposed to take. I began to think that there was a conspiracy out to destroy what little sanity I had left. But then I thought that's probably what They would want me to think. So I stopped thinking that. Confused? Welcome to my world. The most confusing part is that my husband has abandoned me gone to work since Tuesday afternoon. No issues driving whatsoever. I understand it's all for safety, blah, blah, blah. Got a degree in that, ok, peeps? I'm sayin' we're good here, so let's get this show on the road. Literally!
But, I've tried to slow down, to use this time to reflect. And reflect I did; I reflected on just what little wimps kids are these days. Every thirty minutes opening the door, asking if they can play inside. What?! We couldn't wait to be out in the snow playing. In their defense, there is not much in the way of snow appropriate clothing here in Alabama. So, I did the best I could pulling stuff together and layering for Sean. He survived and with no frozen digits, I might add!
I have also realized that snow days are good for some things like organizing closets, running up the electric bill to dry clothes and waxing your eyebrows. As for the eyebrows, it really is the optimum time. No one is going to see you and if your face is too hot, go outside and stick your head in the snow. Instant cooling sensation! And it's free! And obviously not going anywhere anytime soon. *grumbling* Then there's the "cold weather comfort food": chili, soup, hot chocolate, snow cream and Texas shaped waffles. (Ok, snow cream isn't really comforting but when else can you have it?) I have had my fill of chili; done. Don't want any more. I'm totally over soup as well, same with ramen, but then again, I have been since college. And hot chocolate. Well, I can't really ever get enough of that. Same goes for the waffles. They rock, especially when you can eat them city by city (Tyler, then Galveston, oops! there goes Amarillo, onto Brownsville......you get the point).
All in all, I think they've had fun and we did too, but I'm ready for it to be over. Hello some warm tropical beach and some froo froo drink with rum and a tacky little umbrella! But wait, no beach yet. There's a child calling my name from the distance. Hope I didn't leave anyone outside too long!
BTW, SAHM=stay at home mom, it just looks cooler in acronym form, don't you think?