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Snow Day! Thanks, Elsa!

So last Thursday we had a snow day.  Wait, let me say that better.  Snow dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!  Wooot!  Bounce around!  Stay in jammies all day, no work, no school!  As you can see, I still react to snow days the way I did when I was the Things’ ages.  But who doesn’t like a free day off?

Still, we should be thankful for who was responsible for dumping snow and ice on us in just the right amounts to cancel work (rather than just enough to make it crappy, which is what happened the next day).  That’s right.  Elsa, the snow queen from Frozen, finally did something right!  Unfortunately, her friends weren’t quite so happy.  My Things got it all on film.

Conceal don't feel my hiney!  Eat snow!

Conceal don’t feel my hiney! Eat snow!

 

Arghhhhhhh!

Arghhhhhhh!  Not again!

The other princesses aren’t too happy with the situation, especially since they were at a beach party and have no pants.

If all of you would quit whining, I wouldn't have to freeze stuff!  I don't care about Prince Charming's new hairpiece, or how cute Kristoff's buns are, I'm not getting a boyfriend soon and I hate shrimp!

If all of you would quit whining, I wouldn’t have to freeze stuff! I don’t care about Prince Charming’s new hairpiece, or how cute Kristoff’s buns are, I’m not getting a boyfriend soon and I hate shrimp!

Elllllsa!  Are you off your meds again?

Elllllsa! Are you off your meds again?

What?  I'm perfectly fine! Eeeeaaaarerrrrrgh!

I’m gonna freeze more than your heart and brain this time, Anna!

Elsa, calm down.  Read a nice book!

Elsa, calm down. Read a nice book!

Uh, last book she read was the original The Snow Queen.

Uh, Belle, last book she read was the original The Snow Queen.

Nevermind.

Nevermind.

My Charming does NOT have a toupee!

My Charming does NOT have a hairpiece!

I like shrimp.  They make great friends!

I like shrimp. They make great friends!

At least my hair looks good in the wind.  Ready for my closeup!

At least my hair looks good in the wind. Ready for my closeup!

Hey, fish can swim in snow, right?  Flounder?  Flounder??

Hey, fish can swim in snow, right? Flounder? Flounder??

You guys . . .

You guys . . .

Elsa, if you'd just get a nice boyfriend like me, you'd feel better.

Elsa, if you’d just get a nice boyfriend like me, you’d feel better.

 

Kristoff DOES have nice buns.

Kristoff DOES have nice buns.

ANNA!!!

ANNA!!!

Eat snow!

Eat snow!

Hmm, maybe I should think before I speak and not rile her up so much.  Nah.

Hmm, maybe I should think before I speak and not rile her up so much. Nah.

Yay, snowball fight!

Yay, snowball fight!

Ariel don't . . . OOOF!

Ariel don’t . . . OOOF!

Okay, enough . . . try some relaxation, Elsa.  Like make snow angels!

Okay, enough . . . try some relaxation, Elsa. Like make snow angels!

I . . .am feeling calmer.

I . . .am feeling calmer.

Heh heh, now would be a good time to drop snow on her face!

Heh heh, now would be a good time to drop snow on her face!

You can probably guess what happened next.  It was a while before the snow cleared up, and even longer before the ladies decided to go without pants.

All pictures and doll arrangements made by Thing One and Thing Two.  I just loaded them and helped with captions.  Hope Elsa doesn’t get too mad at all of you – or at least gets mad just the right amount.

-Alice

Snow Day Survival!

Some say the world will end in fire

Some say in ice,

From what I’ve tasted of desire,

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if I had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

“Fire and Ice” by Robert Frost

snow day

Monday morning I woke up at four am to my husband yammering about something.  Turned out he was talking into his cell phone.  He’s a mechanic for the city police, and his boss was telling him to go put on snow tires.  At four am.  So the cops would be safe.  The mechanic working on said cars?  Eh, whatever.

So he got ready to trudge the normally fifteen minute drive (which would take an hour this time) as I looked at the window.  And what to my wondering eye would appear?  No, not reindeer.  Just a heck of a lot of snow.  Gobs is the right terminology I think.  Gobs of freaking snow on the ground, and snow blowing through the air like billions of tiny flakes of dandruff.  You’re welcome for that imagery.  I specialize in this sort of stuff.

Even bears aren't immune from dandruff.

Even bears aren’t immune from dandruff.

Like poet Robert Frost.  Get it?  Frost?  And the poem is all about cold and destruction?  I know; I chose perfectly.  I think it’s supposed to mean something else entirely, something profound, but for me, today, it meant a snow day trapped in my house with the Things.  Oh, sure, at first I was happy.  I saw, at four am, that the schools were closed.  No word on the university.  I made several internal threats that they had better be closed, or else I’d get mad and no one else would care.  So there!  And I went back to bed.

At six am, I woke up again and checked the T.V.  I waited as the school closings scrolled across the screen.  There was school after school after school . . . who cares?   Where’s mine, huh?  Finally, it reported the university closed.  YES!  I was about as happy as I was as a kid when they announced a snow day.  No work!  Hooray!  It’s not like I had a test or anything I was dreading, just work that I didn’t happen to feel like doing.  Worse, I didn’t feel like getting to work, which even on fair weather days is an extraordinary pain in the butt.

Woooooooooooooot!

Woooooooooooooot!

So after bouncing on my bed a few times, I ate breakfast, checked the computer, and went back to bed.  Bed is GREAT on cold days. I highly recommend it.  Then the Things got up.  I forgot to take the idea of the Things and me entrapped in a closed space together for several hours into account.  It turned out to be a not very nice thing.  The whole thing got off with a bang when Thing Two woke up her sister, who freaked out because OMG we were not going to school and Mom are you sure it’s closed?  Yes, I was sure.  I mean, like I’d just decide none of us would go anywhere for no reason?  Dream about it yes, but not actually do it.

So then we were all awake.  And the Wii remotes were dead.  No Wii.  Crap.  They plugged them into the charger that takes roughly 81 hours to recharge things.  Then Thing One claimed the kid’s computer.  Thing Two was annoyed that she was not being entertained.  I had Thing One get off the kid’s computer.  This works for roughly ten minutes until Thing One, compelled like metal to a super magnet, snaps right back in front of the computer.  It’s like she can’t help it.  I don’t know where she gets that compulsion from, but it sure is annoying.  Especially since she doesn’t do useful stuff like blogging.  She plays something called Animal Jam, which apparently is some form of computer crack, because she would play it 24 hours a day if you let her.

Computer Crack.  Just Say No, Kids.

Computer Crack. Just Say No, Kids.

So Thing One and Thing Two played together for a while.  Usually they play pretty well together for two kids four years apart.  Not today.  No, today consisted of screeching, crying, poking, yelling, and stomping.  And that was just what I was doing.  Chores were assigned and reluctantly completed.  Outside the snow continued to blow.  I decided God seriously needs some dandruff control shampoo.

I cooked my fabulous specialty of Kraft macaroni and cheese and chicken nuggets for lunch.  Strangely enough, Thing One ate the macaroni.  Normally I do not have the Mac n Cheese magic touch that her grandmother possesses.  It’s boxed mac n cheese.  I feel as if I have let down all woman kind because I can’t even make that right.  Oh, well.  Today, though, she ate it.  Maybe she was afraid of the shrieking.

Betty Crocker I am not.

Betty Crocker I am not.

I’m trying to remember what all happened in between various crisis.  I guess I slept.  There was a Nook emergency in which Thing Two lost some of her art work that was destined for greatness (I’m sure it was at least as good as most of the stuff in the galleries these days).  But it disappeared!  This is why I recommend markers and paper.  That doesn’t’ disappear as easily.  What am I saying?  Like anyone could find a marker in the house.  Or paper for that matter.

We played the Sims on computer.  It’s like an animated dollhouse and a whale of a lot of fun.  You can kill them in lots of awesome ways.  Um, and you can make a family and stuff too!  Our current family was the monster family and consisted of a Sim werewolf, a plant person, a girl we were trying to get bitten by a vampire, a zombie, and a zombie clown.  We were going to have the clown be a ghost after having him get eaten by the giant plant in the backyard, but that didn’t work so we made him a zombie instead.  Anyway, this was fun until Thing One was attracted back to Animal Jam on the other computer.  This annoyed me.  Apparently Sims monsters were not entertaining enough.  Not enough computer crack.

Okay, so this game could possibly be called computer crack too.

Okay, so this game could possibly be called computer crack too.

There was more arguing and pouting and then the Wii remotes started working again, yea Hallelujah, and they played Star Wars and randomly shot at stuff.  I checked my blogs.  I spoke to my husband, stuck off putting on snow tires that he would then have to strip off the very next day.  Sort of like Sisyphus and his rock.  Look it up.  Anyway, he wasn’t certain if he’d get done in time to make it home.  I informed him that if he didn’t, the children might be head first in the snow outside.  I mostly was kidding.

Finally, the blizzard let up, and we were going to go outside, but I couldn’t find my other snow boot that has quit repelling water anyway.  I am always prepared for emergencies.  Still, I was able to take a picture of Hoth, the ice planet from Star Wars that currently made up our backyard.  Here is a scene with Luke Skywalker finding a giant Yoda bobblehead in the snow.  Yes we are all hopeless geeks here.

So that's the thing that fell from the sky.  Yikes.

So that’s the thing that fell from the sky. Yikes.

So now the snow is lightening up, and I’m sure it will do this just enough that we’re stuck getting out in the mess tomorrow.  Somehow, after today, I’m thinking maybe that won’t be such a bad thing after all.