Lessons Learned in the Snow

1. Snow on the weekends is wasted snow.

Even at 47, knowing that the missed days will eventually have to be made up, there's just something exciting about seeing your school's name on the Morning News listed under CLOSED.

2. If you get up at 5:30 to take a walk, it's guaranteed that your footprints will be the first in the snow.

There was a time in my life that I worked very hard at leaving no evidence that I had taken up space. Now I take satisfaction in the mess Grace and I create, especially in the snow.

3. It's easier to trudge through the deep snow than making your way on the shoveled spots where only ice remains.

As with most things, it's when we get a little cocky in our stride that we find ourselves flat on our butts.

4. Watching snow fall from the sky is much more interesting than the American Revolution.

So. . . . my 5th graders and I enjoyed the snow and saved Paul Revere for another day. They are my teachers when it comes to living in the present.

5. Walking next to someone, whether a friend or dog, is much more satisfying, much more safe, than walking in front of or behind the other, especially when the path is snowy.

6. The garage may be my favorite room in the house.

A warm car on a cold morning, even with snow on the ground, can make all the difference.

7. Poop is easier to scoop in the snow.

It's kind of like chasing nasty tasting cough syrup with a glass of orange juice, or holding your mother's hand when you're sick. Mixing something good with something bad makes it all a little bit more tolerable.

8. "Too much of a good thing" is a true statement.

. . . unless of course, that good thing is what keeps you sane.