Snow Daze

We've been hit with some heavy snowstorms in the past couple of weeks, and apparently a couple of small earthquakes, that I slept through. On February 6th, an early morning storm dropped well over a foot at our house.  I waited out the worst part of the commute, and then decided to head into the office around ten. I made it to the end of our driveway - almost - before I was good and stuck.

Fortunately, some of the young men in our ward were roaming the neighborhood "sledding" on their snow day, according to them, although none of them had sleds and all of them had snow shovels, which I found to be a bit suspicious.  I think they rather enjoyed coming to the rescue of the Sacrament meeting chorister who drove herself into a snowbank.  And, yes, that's me standing and watching.  I gave up trying to be helpful pretty early on.  (At least I wasn't sitting in the front room taking pictures, like Kaylene was.)  At one point, one of the older boys was giving me very detailed instructions on how to turn the steering wheel and when to punch the gas the next time I tried to move the car.  He seemed a bit shocked when I said, "That sounds right.  You try it" and handed him my keys. But after his buddies confirmed that he was 17 and did have a license and probably would do a better job than me at trying to unstick my car, he slid behind the wheel and was able to safely pull it into the driveway. To all of our relief and delight.

At that point, I called into work, and stayed home and baked cookies and read my book -"Educated" by Tara Westover, which is one of the more haunting memoirs I've read, I think because Tara is just younger than me and grew up in a Mormon (and I use the term loosely) fundamentalist family just a couple of hours from here near Malad. Her upbringing could have been so similar to mine - but was so radically different - I just can't get over it. Anyhow, it was a much better way to spend the day and I think I'll skip straight to the reading and baking cookies part the next time we get this much snow on a work day.

Who's ready for spring?