Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...


Okay, so it didn't snow, it iced, but it was just as beautiful. I like it no matter what you want to call it. What is really funny is that I called my parents and Dad said, "hello," I said, "Guess What?!" He replied in the same hello tone, "It snowed." Then he began to chuckle at me. So I call my brother and he doesn't even say hello, he says "It snowed!" Yeah, my family knows me well. Very well. Both made a point that it was ice and not snow and no they weren't going to play in it. Well I did go play in the snow.

John and I cut right through the ice with his snappy all wheel drive Forrester. We drove around and went to Waffle House to watch others spin out circles, playing on the ice. It was great fun. Strangley enough we saw a few friends out and about, too. What a great day it was. Even better, my work on Saturday night was cancelled so I got to go to a birthday party! Hurray!

There is only one bad thing about cold weather, the cold season. Everyone I know has strep right now. One of my girlfriends has two kids and both of them have it. My co-worker who sits one cubicle over, came down with strep mixed with broncitis. Ugh! My girlfriend didn't think her son had strep until I saw her son's rash on his back and said, well that is not strep, that is scarletina. She flipped and called the nursing line and then said I was right. Yes, I have been exposed to scarletina. I had strep when I was little and once as an adult. I had strep three times when I was little and the third time I knew I had it and I didn't want to miss my Christmas vacation so I didn't tell my mom. Although I didn't have to tell her because I broke out in high temps and a rash that covered me from head to toe. Sandpaper and bright red. Scarletina. I can remember going to the peds office and not being aloud to go in the front door. They made me come to the really sick kids door. I was so embarrased because I knew that if I had told her I wouldn't be so miserable. How was I supposed to know it wouldn't just go away? I was ten! Anyway, I hope that having it so many times that perhaps my immunity is well established and I don't come down with anything.