Snow; a word that incites panic and excitement. Panic for the adults and excitement for the young and young at heart.
On Friday afternoon, there was nervous office chatter about the snow and wintry weather headed our way. If you don’t know what that means in Washington, D.C., let me illustrate a picture for you. Although it is not necessary to stock up on toilet paper and water, it is necessary to conform with all the other panic-stricken zombies who are. Go to the grocery store immediately and purchase enough supplies to last for 3 weeks. Also note that in the event of inclement weather, people loose the ability to safely and properly operate large machinery… like cars. Agonizing traffic and Metro delays ensue.
All this, BEFORE it snows.
Saturday morning my husband and I jump out of bed to see how much snow we got. It looked like this:
If you can’t tell, I’m being absolutely and totally sarcastic. Something I’m not being sarcastic about? The Federal government had a two hour delay this morning. Like, for real. I guess they were still digging their sidewalks out. I do hope they panicked and had enough tax-payer funded toilet paper.
My mother presented me with a special gift last winter just after the birth of our son. Although he was too small to utilize it last year and likely too big to use it this year, her gift is a sentimental one.
I was too small to remember wearing it, but I have memories from pictures and the stories other people tell me. What I do remember is that this snow suit was a hand-me-down to my sister.
Now, it is a hand-me-down for my son.
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