Home Again Home Again Jiggety-Jig

We are home. We drove through the night and didn’t run into our biggest fear which was rush hour traffic as we were passing through. So it was probably as fast as we could get back without a TARDIS.

Car is unpacked. Things are distributed amongst the owners. Food is were it needs to be. I found the one present I thought I had packed (sorry Dad) downstairs in the cave. Sorted through the mail which was pretty quick since there were a couple of no mail days. My 2010 Froud Calendar arrived from Amazon.

I still have the road noise in my ears. Caroline was a very good little traveler. She slept most of the way home and played quietly when she was awake. Ariel slept most of the way too. I got some sleep but it was erratic at best. I had one where Harlan had been turned into a talking chocolate Labrador and Susan didn’t see anything strange about it so I figured it was OK that he was a talking dog.

So the rest of the day is mostly going to be loose ends from the trip. Maybe a nap and bowling this evening.

I am grateful that we made it home safe and sane.

LJ Idol Season 6 Free Topic Winter Wonderland

It is amazing to me how much I still love snow considering what got dropped on us last weekend. When I was a kid growing up in Boston, we had one of the worst storms that Boston had seen in ages. I can remember my father having to go out a second story window to get the backdoor dug out. They bribed the local snow plow unit with two bottle of good scotch and about 100 dollars to plow out the drive that we all used. But my best memories come from the snow fort that my father built for me in the snow. It was twice as high as I was. He put in a couple of snow benches for me and my friends to sit on. We played in that snow house until it melted. I loved the snow with a passion.

We moved down to Atlanta and were much amazed at how just a dusting of snow could cause an entire city to shut down. It just seemed silly to me. I can remember when we got about a foot and the kids were going on about how much it was. For me this was next to nothing. I showed my friends the pictures of the snow back in Boston.

I moved up to New Haven for graduate school and we had snow in October so I felt back in love with snow but not driving in it. I didn’t have to shovel it and I enjoyed it.

Now living up in New York, I have had to deal with snow at least once a year. I shovel it and deal with the icy walks. I didn’t think like it as much as I did as a kid. But now I have a child and this past weekend I saw that look in her eyes as she played in the snow. I remember that look, I had it once to. And my love for snow lives on in her.


(A picture of Ariel and Caroline making snow angels in the two feet of snow we got last weekend)


(A Picture of Caroline giving me the stink eye because she doesn’t want to go in and warm up but play as long as possible in the snow)