In case you are wondering, that is really not my exact sentiment, unless it would be possible for me to stay nice, warm and safe in my own bed, and in my own home. However, I do think in some sick and twisted way that the snow fall of two Fridays ago was beautiful, albeit treacherous, dangerous, and slippery.
Growing up, prior to obtaining my driver’s license, I did not look at snow with such disdain. Snow at that time meant sledding, snow ice cream, snow days and hot chocolate.
My most memorable snow incident occurred in college. (A Bible College- with no drinking, we did this sober.) I packed myself into a car with 5 other college students and we took ourselves, loaded with cafeteria trays and garbage bags, to something akin to the “Hill of Death”. The hill was NOT covered in soft, fluffy snow, but rather a thick sheet of ice. The hill called our names and we answered-rather stupidly. To sum up the long, and probably boring story, my friend and I clutched each other as we barreled down the hill, on a cafeteria tray at a break neck speed. What happened next was a little blurry. We made it to the bottom of the hill where we hit a creek bed, and went airborne. We landed about ten feet on the otherside of the creek bed, practically unconscious. We spent the next three days unable to turn our heads because of severe whiplash.
Growing up, prior to obtaining my driver’s license, I did not look at snow with such disdain. Snow at that time meant sledding, snow ice cream, snow days and hot chocolate.
My most memorable snow incident occurred in college. (A Bible College- with no drinking, we did this sober.) I packed myself into a car with 5 other college students and we took ourselves, loaded with cafeteria trays and garbage bags, to something akin to the “Hill of Death”. The hill was NOT covered in soft, fluffy snow, but rather a thick sheet of ice. The hill called our names and we answered-rather stupidly. To sum up the long, and probably boring story, my friend and I clutched each other as we barreled down the hill, on a cafeteria tray at a break neck speed. What happened next was a little blurry. We made it to the bottom of the hill where we hit a creek bed, and went airborne. We landed about ten feet on the otherside of the creek bed, practically unconscious. We spent the next three days unable to turn our heads because of severe whiplash.
All this to say: Enjoy the weather, but Be Safe Out There.
5 comments:
those were the days huh? i will never forget sledding on school trays! man what a memory!
Fortunately, this is the first your mother has heard about this!!!!!!!
Yep, I remember that day too, so much that I think I was the other one with you whose name the hill was calling. What were we thinking!
Wowzers! I like how you called it "the hill of death." :)
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:) yeah... what WERE you thinking? :) I'm sure you asked yourself that alot in those days!!
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