snow

So, here's the deal with snow. Everyone is always so excited when it first shows up--take me, from good ol' alabama. I was freakishly hyper when the snow first showed up last weekend. I did every snow-ish activity in the book. I sledded (on lunch trays), made snow angels, had a snowball fight, caught snowflakes on my tongue, and just generally appreciated a reason to throw on my parka and trudge around in it. Well this was all good and dandy Friday and Saturday, but by the time class rolled around on Monday I was ready for it to all be gone..especially after I was THAT girl who slipped and completely busted on the ice by stevenson center (my rear end is still slightly sore when i sit for long periods of time). Well it finally went away, so imagine my surprise and dismay when i walked out of chapter tonight to find a nice slushy, not-even-snow covering on the ground. I was pissed. Walking home i got the bottoms of my jeans all wet and gross. All i have to say is that this whole snow idea, well it's a good idea, but i'm ready for it to go awayyyyyyy