Whether or Not...Here It Comes.
We are expecting a snowstorm this weekend in SC (yeah I know, after last week's dud of an ice storm, I'm not completely sold on the forecast, but I am hopeful for this one). I have always loved a good snow. My mom used to tell stories of my being a brat as a 5/6 yr old standing at the gate of my little yard with a broom making sure the other bigger kids stayed off my snow by wacking at them if they got too close to my yard. According to my mom I told her it was because I felt that if they walked on our snow it would start to melt and I wanted to have snow for as long as I possibly could. I don't condone little me's tactics...but I do understand the sentiment. One of my favorite snow things to do is to sit outside at night when it is falling. The normal city/neighborhood sounds dampen when everything is blanketed in white. It reminds me of how it feels when you are floating in water with your ears under. Everything is muffled and ... peaceful. Today I had my PET scan...
