Day 18: Point of Order
I actually thought last night while I was brushing my teeth that I might have to clarify this, so don't think that I'm just saying it so I can keep twinning with Suzanne (HI SUZANNE) - I think she likes mushrooms, so, sadly, we had already reached our 'never the twain shall meet' moment (but we'll always have The Time Traveller's Wife, and tequila).
I don't hate snow! I adored snow until just recently, and I still like it. It's pretty (for a while anyway), and it means I'm finally not hot all the time anymore, and Christmas is lame without it. I loved walking my kids home from school with me on the sidewalk and them climbing all the snowbanks talking non-stop (Eve said hi to all the snow-covered trees. The trees were all named Carl). Once I drove the back roads route to Zarah's place (HI ZARAH) and it was a winter wonderland (but I still usually drive the highway route because I have to pee every hour and a half and if I break down I probably won't end up a frozen corpsicle). The river trail we walk is magical in the winter.
AND let's not forget our outdoor bar nights during the lockdown. I actually miss them, although I think I'm the only one.
I just understand why some people DO hate snow, and I don't like being told what I should find joyful. I also think that, rather cruelly, I'm starting to experience mood dips related to big snow events. This is kind of like how I love the fall but always have a September depression - my brain is dumb, and broken.
It is World Trivia Night tonight, my .... counts on fingers... THIRTEENTH? Good lord. The first one was a snap decision to join Lynn (HI LYNN) even though I only knew her online and my husband was convinced I was going to be found dead in an alley. The very next year I went again, even though Matt was away and I had to farm my kids out and, uh, one of them had pneumonia. Mother of the year over here.
It went online for a couple of years during Covid. Tonight it's moved downtown to the convention centre, instead of being at the nice big airport-hangar-sized place with the nice big open parking lot, so I have driving and parking anxiety in addition to my sucking-at-trivia-and-being-team-dead-weight anxiety. It'll be fine. It'll almost certainly be fine. It'll probably be fine. I'm going to study some state capitals.
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Does anyone still say jelly? Did they ever?
I sent M to school in grade one with what I thought was a bit of a sniffle and allergies, but it turned out to be pneumonia, so.
I like snow to a point. I'm always cold, so I dislike winter in general. Not sure I could've survived the outdoor bar nights. You guys look cute, but brrr.
We farmed all of our kids out to various homes so I could join Coach out of town when he was teaching a class for a weekend. This was back when Reg was about 5 or 6 years old. He ended up getting a stomach bug while we were gone and my friend had to deal with my kid puking all night. That was AWFUL.