more is better…

Dec 10, 2013

This morning I’m reminded of that AT&T commercial where the cute kids are talking about how “more is better.” Why? Because we got MORE!

more snow

Indiana people are funny when it comes to snowfall. At first prediction, bread disappears from shelves. Milk, eggs and toilet paper are loaded into cars like being stranded for two weeks is a sure thing. The snow finally arrives! But give it a day (for some less than that) and we are digging out and driving around like idiots — and if more snow comes after we’re already used to that first wintery blast, it could be 3 feet deep and we’ll find a way to get out and go wherever our bad selves feel like it.

I remember the blizzard of 1978. While I don’t remember where the rest of my family was, I DO remember that Carl’s 4×4 (our primary transportation if snowed in) was buried under a drift on the other side of the county. Mom and I were stranded alone. I had a new car at the time; a Nissan 200 SX that was in the driveway but was so covered there’s no way you could even distinguish it from the other humps of snow out there. You must note that I was NEVER allowed to drive if it snowed. EVER!

I’m not sure how many days Mom and I endured the hardship of being stranded together, but it felt like an eternity. And then… I dug for hours to expose my car, put my trusty shovel in the back and slid on ice and crunched through drifts all the way to town on the mere one-lane of tire tracks on US 31. I made it to my cousin Jerilyn’s house just in time — otherwise, only one woman would’ve made it out of that house alive — and I’m not too sure it would’ve been me.

i am TRYING to be festive