We don't get snow much here in middle Georgia, so when we do, we make a big deal out of it. I don't care how many Yankees laugh about it either. I don't laugh when folks die of heat strokes in New England, so I think it's indicative of bad raising when Northerners laugh at Southerners stuck on the ice covered freeway. That's all I'm going to say about that.
On Monday before the snow came in, I was at a DOE meeting with a friend of mine in Macon. We didn't get out until 4 and after considering the ramifications of driving back to Louisville only to find the 2 grocery stores in town both out of toilet paper and milk, we decided to hit the Kroger in the big city of Macon. Once I got my hands on a 12 pack of Cottonelle and two gallons of whole milk, I was good to go. I knew I was a survivor! :)
Which brings me to this... Survival. Reading the horror stories on the SnowedOutAtlanta facebook page, I thought to myself. Damn! I'm a prepper and didn't even know it. Honestly y'all! Most of the comments on facebook went something like this:
1. I'm stuck in traffic, out of gas and I'm cold. I thought to myself.. well right now I have a sleeping bag from Ali's last overnight trip, at least 3 pairs of socks belonging to Addie.( She takes her socks off in the car whether it's 15 degrees or 95 degrees.), 2 hoodies belonging to Ali Grace, and 1 huge sweatshirt I've been meaning to drop off at the thrift store for 5 months now.
2. I'm stuck in traffic, out of gas and I'm hungry. Hmmm... I'm thinking.. I have a box of granola bars in the floor board of my car (they fell out of the grocery bag a couple weeks ago and have yet to make it into the house.) I have several packs of fruit snacks with only the cherry fruit snacks left in them because Addie doesn't like the cherry ones. I have at least 3 or 4 diet coke bottles half full and I'm quite certain if I slammed on the brakes one time a 6 pack of chicken nuggets would come flying out from under the seat.
3. I'm stranded and I don't know anyone with a 4 wheel drive to come get me. This one is a no brainer. Every male in my family can drive a 4 wheel drive. Heck so can the females for that matter. I know my daddy, my husband or my brother would be on a 4 wheeler, a tractor, a horse or SOMETHING on their way to come get me out of that mess. But no doubt, I could survive in my car for several days if I had to!
I don't mind a little cold weather. You know, enough to beat back the mosquitoes just waiting to suck us all dry in the summer. I don't even mind a little snow. But I told Pete this morning- I am good for 2 snowdays a year. After that, my Seasonal Affective Disorder kicks in. I am counting down the days until spring. We will be hitting the beach during spring break this year one way or the other. I'm going to be grumpy, ornery and generally irritated until then. Just a warning.
Although I'm a warm weather kinda gal, I couldn't help but enjoy the last couple days off with my family. The girls had an absolute blast and that makes my heart happy.
Don't you think these two favor each other? They're both rotten. I can tell you that!
School should be back on a regular schedule tomorrow and we're ready for it. We're approaching the critical point of "too much togetherness". Ali Grace leaves tomorrow for 4-H DPA at Rock Eagle. It sure doesn't feel like tomorrow's Friday but I'll take it! Have a great weekend everyone!
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