Snow Daze

Veggie Mom here, helping Tiffany out today. Let me just say I’m honored to help launch what I like to call “Project Ava.” I know I’m trying to fill pretty big shoes here. After you read what I have to say, I want you to do two things, if you please. First, visit my giveaway. Next, show Tiffany some Comment Love by reading one of her Best Posts Ever, Generosity & Gratitude. OK, here goes. Hope you enjoy what I have to say!

The white stuff makes me sneeze.

At the ski resort, I’m the one dressed up in the colorful sweater, who’s really into the après ski. With a heavy emphasis on the après. I’m the first to cast a vote for hot cocoa with plenty of those teeny-tiny marshmallows. But I’m also going to be the one who doesn’t need the infusion of warmth because I haven’t been outside all day.

I fear I have a phobia.

When other children were out building snowmen, and pummeling each other with snowballs from behind ice-fortified front yard forts, I was usually inside with a book. Snow ice cream? Never interested. Frozen slushies made out of the stuff my Dad knocked off the bushes out back? Not a chance.

After all—what if the neighbor’s dog had been there before?

Oh, yes, I always did the Snow Dance of Joy with my sister and my friends when the school district cancelled our lessons because of inclement weather, but I just wasn’t too keen on the concept of playing tag in the drifts that surrounded my front porch.

I’ve always maintained that snow paints a pretty picture, as each flake falls from the sky. Mother Nature puts on some of her best shows in the dead of winter. I’m just not all that interested in coming into contact with those pretty particles of frozen precipitation.

I can trace my Snow Phobia to a couple of incidents from my wayward youth.

The afternoon I took the lead on a 3-person toboggan, and slid right into the back of a house comes to mind. And the morning I was waiting at the bus stop—let’s see, I must’ve been all of 7 or 8—and my neighbors Jimmy and Mitch started pelting the crowd of grade-schoolers with ice-hard projectiles. I took one for the team that day, right in the left temple.

My slippery relationship with snow continued into adulthood. In my 20s, I had the great fortune to score a trip to a posh South American ski resort. There I suffered a severe case of altitude sickness on the way up a precipitous lift, and wretched all over my cute ski bunny outfit, my equipment, my lift partner…you get the picture. I continued to lose my cookies all the way down the mountain with the ski patrol, and the bus on the way back to town had to stop every 15 minutes or so, in order to let me Call Ralph.

And now, as a Mom with kids at college, I continue to suffer. My girls both go to school in Northeastern Wisconsin. I dropped in for a visit about this time last year. The Badger State was, at that time, in the throes of the worst winter weather ever recorded. I think we saw snow six days out of the seven I was there.

I borrowed my daughter’s Honda Civic—we call it the “Midgetmobile”—one day. Of course, snow started coming down in great gobs while I was running errands. The plows were out in force, and had everything “scraped down to pavement,” as my Hubby likes to say, right away. Trouble was, the snow kept falling, and the drifts kept rising.

Let’s just say I had a lot of trouble parallel parking. The wheels on the little car spun and spurted and then, finally, stuck. We weren’t going anywhere fast. Two nice men—by the size of ’em, from hearty dairy farmer stock—happened along and offered to dislodge the car. I asked if I could help them push.

“No problems,” the younger man said. Then he and his partner picked up the Midgetmobile and lifted it back onto the pavement.

Like I said, the white stuff makes me sneeze. I think I might be allergic.

Comments

angi_b72 said…
all of ours melted here in Ohio over the weekend...let's hoe it stays that way!!
Kristie R said…
that's why I love Georgia weather...my youngest daughter has never seen snow and wants to so bad we are planning a weekend to find snow for her and I'm dreading it...I hate to be cold
Lula! said…
As soon as I saw the snow I was all, "This is NOT one of Tiff's pictures!"

Yay for you, Veggie Mom...it's going to be fun week over here, I can tell already.
amy & lisa said…
Snow....so fun. Living in ND I "get" to be in snow alot. Right now we are gearing up for an Ice Storm followed by Snow. Lovely. :)

Enjoyed your stories.
Unknown said…
LOL...and i will be the one sitting right beside you in ski lodge....we never really got any snow...just ice
Anonymous said…
Ah the lodge, now that sounds nice.
Just Lisa said…
Good job, Veggie Mom! I loved it!

(snow makes me sneeze, too. Must be why I live in California!)
Lucia said…
I'm so sorry to hear of this aversion/allergy to the white stuff; bit I'm with you on the whole apres thing! I love snow, I think it might be a genetic thing.

Great post!
Anonymous said…
Oh wow... that snow is out of control! Here in Texas people go nuts over hardly anything. I can't imagine what they'd do if we saw something like that!
Anonymous said…
Isn't it weird how stuff that happens to us as a kid effects us so much as adults?

I happen to LOVE snow cause living in CA I rarely see it, feel it, smell it, adore it.

Loved that fear I have a phobia line. Can you fear phobias ya think?
Swirl Girl said…
I don't winter well. Grew up in the northeast and fled as soon as I could. I like it hot and dry.
Marrdy said…
Wow, writing on Tiffany's blog. I think that means that you have really arrived in bloggy land. Just being here intimidates me! Love the story. Last time I played in the snow I ended up in the ER!!
Wep said…
Ugh, I am right there with you girl. I like it when it's falling but I was SOOO excited to see my yard again this weekend. Could be all the times I fell on my arse in the past few weeks walking the dog.
Aunt Julie said…
Thanks so much for all the Comment Love...And THANKS to Tiffany for a fun day today!! PS: Is it appropriate to comment on your own post? Someone help me out with the etiquette, please...
KatBouska said…
Great job Veggie Mom!! And I love that theory that snow paints a picture one snowflake at a time. I love the stuff.
Heather said…
I HATE HATE HATE the snow. As a kid I loved it. I'm as allergic as you are.

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