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Snow day for me.
Mar. 2nd, 2009 01:43 pmThe plan, as of Thursday was to go grocery shopping today. Then came two days of non-stop, cold, dreary wind and rain (Which I actually enjoyed. To go all winter long without any real cold or dreariness just messes with my psyche, big time). And then, they were saying it was going to turn into snow.
So, last night, when I went to bed, I was really not in the mood for going out. But I told myself I would go out, if Audrey could make the trip on the roads from her end, because if I stayed home every time I just wasn't in the mood to face the world, I think I'd turn agoraphobic.
When I woke up, there was indeed snow on the ground (I'd call it "a dusting" if it weren't so wet and icy), and the sky was grey. But actual, active weather from the sky had ceased. So I dressed and had breakfast without dawdling, or checking my LJ.
When it was climbing toward 1:00p, and still no Audrey, I decided to check my email to see if she had, indeed, called a snow day. As you can tell from the subject line, she did. In her words, the roads were too full of "ice and fools;" because it had been raining all night, the road crews couldn't put down any salt or sand the way they normally would for winter sky stuff.
So, yay. I can relax and read my new books, now.
Now, some random things:
You know how, at night, when your eyes are closed, but you're still awake, and drifting off to sleep, you can see swirly, colors shifting colors inside your eyelids? It was my mother's theory that this is where our dreams come from: our subconscious takes those shapes and gives them inkblot-like meanings, and then fashions stories from them. Usually, for me, they just look like colored, moving pineapple rings. But as I was drifting off to sleep in the wee hours, I swear, the shapes were the spitting image of The Mandelbrot Set, "animated," even, to show the infinite recursion. Nifty, huh?
And when I checked with Google, to see if "Agoraphobic" had one 'g' or two, I found that today is Theodore Geisel's birthday (That's Dr. Seuss, if you don't recognize the name).
So, last night, when I went to bed, I was really not in the mood for going out. But I told myself I would go out, if Audrey could make the trip on the roads from her end, because if I stayed home every time I just wasn't in the mood to face the world, I think I'd turn agoraphobic.
When I woke up, there was indeed snow on the ground (I'd call it "a dusting" if it weren't so wet and icy), and the sky was grey. But actual, active weather from the sky had ceased. So I dressed and had breakfast without dawdling, or checking my LJ.
When it was climbing toward 1:00p, and still no Audrey, I decided to check my email to see if she had, indeed, called a snow day. As you can tell from the subject line, she did. In her words, the roads were too full of "ice and fools;" because it had been raining all night, the road crews couldn't put down any salt or sand the way they normally would for winter sky stuff.
So, yay. I can relax and read my new books, now.
Now, some random things:
You know how, at night, when your eyes are closed, but you're still awake, and drifting off to sleep, you can see swirly, colors shifting colors inside your eyelids? It was my mother's theory that this is where our dreams come from: our subconscious takes those shapes and gives them inkblot-like meanings, and then fashions stories from them. Usually, for me, they just look like colored, moving pineapple rings. But as I was drifting off to sleep in the wee hours, I swear, the shapes were the spitting image of The Mandelbrot Set, "animated," even, to show the infinite recursion. Nifty, huh?
And when I checked with Google, to see if "Agoraphobic" had one 'g' or two, I found that today is Theodore Geisel's birthday (That's Dr. Seuss, if you don't recognize the name).
