Here I sit in the waiting room of my family’s orthodontist’s office. As of this month, both of my kids are in braces. (A moment of silence for my checking account, please.) Two kids in braces means I’ll be clipping a lot of coupons, painting my own toenails and eating in a whole lot more for the next two years. But … (wait for it) … (it’s becoming my catchphrase) … (your ad here) … I digress.
Because I did not open up the WordPress app on my phone today to talk about belt tightening. (Stupid belt. I hate that belt.) Actually, I wanted to talk about the weather. Specifically SNOW!
It’s expected here late tomorrow.
Don’t believe me? Here’s the proof. And weathermen never lie! (cough)
And that’s a real rarity in my neck of the
swamp … mosquito-infested quagmire … woods. (I can say these things because I’m from here.) In my lifetime, it’s snowed here six times. And I can really only remember the last two times, because my babies were there. And I do mean babies. They were so little.
In 2004, it snowed on Christmas Day. We had a freakin’ White Christmas! That has NEVER happened here before. And it likely never will again. Never mind the fact that Katrina hit the following year. It will always be one of my favorite holiday memories of all time.
Four years later in 2008, with Katrina behind us and a new address on our mailbox, it happened again. This time on a chilly December morning right as we were leaving for school. For the record, we were three hours late that day. Even Milo (only 8 months old at the time) joined in on the fun. I’ll never forget that day either.
Now here we are, more than five years later. Snow “threatened” us just last week. And it actually came in several nearby cities an hour or two away. But it never made it as far down as New Orleans.
Stop teasing us, Mother Nature. My daughter’s school is now closed tomorrow AND the next day. Her dance class is cancelled. My son’s basketball game has been called off and, amazingly, even his school is closed tomorrow. I have hot cocoa, rubbery boots and strawberries we can use as miniature snowman noses. We’re ready. Please don’t disappoint my little people.
Seriously, my girl’s been singing this song all day.