Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Ah, the Fun of the Holidays Begins to Wear Off

I love the holidays, I do. But among the plethora of things I detest, snow is one of them.

You may ask, how so? It's pretty, it's soft, it's the stuff of poetry and song.

Oh sure.

Yes, it's all those things, but for a girl who grew up not particulary fond of it, driving in it scares me spitless.

There are these wonderful things called slick spots, black ice, and those crazies who don't know how to drive in snow any better than I do. EEEEEKKKKK!

As Susan Powter would say, Stop the Insanity.

In my case, it stops with me.

No, I haven't taken ant driving in snow courses. (DH keeps trying to teach me since he lives for snow and practically salivates when the first flake of the season falls, but the silly man...at least he tries.) But I do try to not be out in it whenever possible.

My idea of fun in the snow is watching it fall from my living room window.

Grief, I can't wait for April to come around. At least then it's mostly rain.

5 comments:

makenwords said...

Ah, come on NASCAR girl! Get out there in a big o'parking lot and let her slide baby!! oh, yeah. That's how you learn to drive in the snow. Um, just make sure there aren't any light poles in said lot!!!! Although, I kinda like the watching it snow, with a large hot buttered rum!!

J.A. Saare / Aline Hunter said...

I do understand the worry over slick spots. We live on the top of a mountain and are stranded when a freeze hits. ;-)

Wendi Zwaduk and Megan Slayer said...

I'm the first to say, I'm a pansy. Yes, i'm NASCAR girl, and I like to watch them slide on the dirt, but not when I'm driving my loan-not-paid-off truck. I know how to save it if it slides, but i'd rather just watch the pros.

Ooh, on the top of a mountain... yikes. I'm glad i just live on a borring old back country road. A flat road.

Marianne Arkins said...

They are predicting upwards of 40" of snow here over the next four days.

Oh. Yay.

Wendi Zwaduk and Megan Slayer said...

I am SOOOOOO sorry. I feel your pain.