In case you didn’t know it, NOVA got snow. And, since my family reminded me, today’s the last day of Christmas, therefore we had a White Christmas! Bing Crosby eat your heart out!
I love weather, of all kinds. Yeah I complain, but I want all four seasons, thanks. My only problem now is tradition…
As child, and teen, and early adult, snow was a time to play, get exhausted, then come inside and have hot chocolate. As a father, however, it has been to watch the kids play, get exhausted, etc, while I shoveled and cleared the driveway and cars. I even took to doing it, pipe in mouth, because nothing and I mean NOTHING, indicates manhood than knowing how to light and use a tobacco pipe. My dad used to smoke them when I was young, and the scent still lingers in my life. Love you, Dad. Fathers, teach your sons about tobacco pipes.
Who are these handsome men, Reader-land?
But now I can’t shovel nor play, and my tobacco pipe broke. And the ALS police frown on tobacco. Mel doesn’t like it much either but loves and humors me. But the ALS police are a different story.
Anyway, from participating to watching, and even though they were only out for a few minutes, I love seeing them have fun in the snow!
Don’t feel too bad for me. Lively is a great companion in the snow!