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spatchWhat is it about a snowstorm that inspires complete and utter lethargy? Is it the soothing white-out? The pillowy silence? The realization that inside is much warmer and far more tempting than outside? Do two cats happily snoozing on your feet help or hurt the situation?
I say this in an act of complete contrition because Rachel was having birthday brunch today at 1, and I got up around 11 or so, looked out the window, saw that the cars on the street below had been turned into giant marshmallows, noticed there were no footprints outside anywhere besides my own from coming in last night, and even though there was no confirmation of such, realized nobody in their right mind would be going outside at this time. So I switched off the alarm and rolled back over in bed, disrupting one cat in the process, and said "Well maybe I'll get another hour's sleep and see if things are still going on."
Oh hello 3:00. One cat has draped itself over my ankle while the other cat contentedly snoozes in the crook of my knee. And I've missed John Harvards brunch thing.
So now I feel like a dork for missing the brunch. I am very sorry. I am sure it would have been lots of fun and beer would have been drunk and stuff. Yeah. And stuff.
I say this in an act of complete contrition because Rachel was having birthday brunch today at 1, and I got up around 11 or so, looked out the window, saw that the cars on the street below had been turned into giant marshmallows, noticed there were no footprints outside anywhere besides my own from coming in last night, and even though there was no confirmation of such, realized nobody in their right mind would be going outside at this time. So I switched off the alarm and rolled back over in bed, disrupting one cat in the process, and said "Well maybe I'll get another hour's sleep and see if things are still going on."
Oh hello 3:00. One cat has draped itself over my ankle while the other cat contentedly snoozes in the crook of my knee. And I've missed John Harvards brunch thing.
So now I feel like a dork for missing the brunch. I am very sorry. I am sure it would have been lots of fun and beer would have been drunk and stuff. Yeah. And stuff.
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Date: 2003-12-07 05:43 am (UTC)But I'm strange. After the first major snowstorm of the year, I practice driving in the snow so I know how my car handles in emergency (and non-emergency) driving so I don't have to be paranoid about driving in the snow if I want to. I find it beneficial to do this.
Did I mention how much beer I've had this evening?