A snow day would be fun...you know...if we actually had SNOW!

I knew something was up when I awoke this morning. The sunlight peeking around my room darkening shades seemed a little brighter and reflective. Our street was super quiet. The same way it was on the quiet summer afternoon when we decided on this house. When the three schools and two baseball fields on it weren't in session.

I popped open the shades hoping to see some white fluffy stuff...the stuff of dreams around here. Instead I was greeted by the familiar sight of ice pellets. Crunchy, slippery, shiny ice pellets. We have been robbed of a true snow day yet again. Don't get me wrong...schools are closed, actually they were closed yesterday too...because a threat of sleet was looming for the afternoon. Only in Texas do they close down because of a threat of ice. It didn't start coming down until after rush hour.

As I sit here longing for some fluffy, powdery, playful snow...I am trying to think of a way to avoid watching the play by play action on TV when as they say, "the weather is the news". No snowmen to make and ice balls are just too painful. Our driveway has a slight hill...maybe we could slide down it a few times? Hmm...we don't exactly have saucers or sleds in these parts. I'm thinking laundry baskets or recycling bin lids.

Which one of those screams "white trash" less loudly?