"Wishing is good for us. Daydreams, fantasies, castles in the air, and aspirations all drive us forward, impel us to make things happen. They also tell us a lot about ourselves. Our wishes come straight from our core, and they are loaded with vital info."
Sometimes, when I feel bogged down by life, I dream about being snowed in or having a mandatory snow day from life. Seriously, I do. It's kind of like how my brother and I used to "pray" for a little earthquake, when we were little. You know the kind that made buildings topple, rendering it impossible to get to school, but not killing anyone.
Sometimes the (day)dream has me snowed in, in some remote village in Siberia where no one can reach me (although, for my sanity, I DO have internet access) and I live in a little house and can't get out ALL winter (darn). But luckily, at the time I've been snowed in, I have all the projects I've ever wanted to work on (photo albums, mission scrapbooks, writing, quilts, etc.) and all the books I've ever wanted to read, and of course, I have my year's supply of food and other resources, so I want for nothing. Doesn't that sound delightful (maybe, maybe not...)?
So today, I thought my dream was going to come true for at least a day. You know, the "storm of the decade" was supposed to hit with a vengeance today. Businesses all over town were sending people home early and schools were cancelling classes. All in preparation for the blizzard that was going to steadily and heavily drop snow for four hours.
We got TWO INCHES!
I suppose the warnings did do something... it got most of Utah's residents off the roads. But really, does TWO inches of snow merit such a warning?!?! Totally disappointing when you have dreams of being snowed in. Sure it's freezing outside, but we got twice as much snow in 30 minutes on Saturday night! Apparently, there is supposed to be a little more tonight, but who believes them now?!? Haven't they heard of crying wolf?...
Such a letdown.
So my dream of being snowed in hasn't really happened yet, but a girl can still dream right?
And since, I don't really like posts without pictures, here's an entertaining one for your viewing pleasure.
|Shep, me and Marina. I'm guessing this was Winter of 1991 or 1992? Help me out, family.|