Yesterday afternoon was a big day for us Southerners, it started snowing.
I know for you that live in the North, it’s not a big thing, even my hubby laughs at us scrambling around the grocery stores at even the smallest of hint of an inch or so of the white stuff. It is rather humorous, but it’s rare for us to get snow here. When hubby and I were dating, he thought I was exagerating when I told him that even an inch of snow on the ground would create mass panic at the grocery stores….everyone grabing their share of bread and milk….schools start closing before the snow hits the ground then will be closed the next day, as well as some businesses. He would tell me tales of how he would have to dig out his car and shovel the driveway. Down here there is no digging out because everything pretty much closes. After he moved down here, and lived through his first Southern snow fall 5 years ago, he knew I was telling the truth.
Yes, it does seem strange to some, but there is nothing like that feeling of excitement and hearing the laughter of children that are experiencing snow for the first time. Not to mention we get a day off from work and can sit back and enjoy a day of doing nothing at all.
Now I think I will grab another cup of coffee, huddle under a comfy blanket and watch movies all day.