The recent chilly weather got me thinking.
Do you remember the old classic Heinz commercial where a little boy stared into a full ketchup bottle waiting for the object of his desire to emerge on to his plate while the background music played, “Anticipation, anticipation…” Well, for some reason that is how I feel about the upcoming winter in Alabama. I am literally praying that we might see some of that freezing white fun they call snow sometime this winter. For all of us in the middle portion of the state it has been years since we have seen any real accumulation. As a matter of fact, of my three kids only the oldest can remember ever seeing snow in our yard. Now you may think I am being selfish, but I don’t think any growing child should be deprived of the unique opportunity to pelt his or her sibling with a tightly packed ball of fresh powder. I also think every child should have an Alabama memory of sledding full speed down a deserted wintry street past his newly created snowman and crashing headlong into a snowbank in front of the neighbor’s house. But alas, perhaps my dreams are in vain.
The problem is this. It has snowed here before. As a matter of fact our last big snow was over eight inches! (Okay you northerners…you can stop snickering, now…) So, we have had a taste of the good life. That is why it is so hard to deal with the current situation. I really want to share a snow day or two with my family before they are grown. I would love to wake up to the sound of silence in the streets and the radio declaration that, “Everything is closed! Stay home and go crazy with your wife and your kids!” That would be the greatest opportunity in the world for me, a blog waiting to happen! Will it? We’ll see.
From my desktop to yours…hopefully, it will be another Alabama memory!
