When I first moved to the south almost 15 years ago, the concept of a snow changed changed rather dramatically for me. It was my first year of teaching, and my fellow Yankee roommate and I were admiring the tips of grass that were still peeking out through the snow as we got ready for school. We were shocked when the morning news announced that there was, in fact, a snow day for our district. Snow plows do exist, but are reserved for highways and WELL traveled roadways. Also, much like my four years of Spanish instruction, lack of practice when driving in inclement conditions leads to less-than-accurate precision when the need comes to driving on snow. A secondary factor that I do not remember being as prevalent when I lived up north was ice. It is considerably worse than snow and much more hazardous the few times a year it make its appearance. Today was one of those days.
Looks like nothing, but surprisingly a pain in the backside to remove from important locations such as the driveway. Everyone got to stay home today, but only one of us had to work and it wasn't me:). I did get to finish
Which I started way back in November. As well as the Ultimate Guide to the President's that I started on Sunday. It never ceases to amaze me how far(?) our country has come in the last 100 years. Rather how much it has changed, yet still remains the same.
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