There's nothing like a good snowgasm

Well, Chicago's 3rd largest snowstorm is over. It had been hyped up for days before. Reports of 24" of snow, strong winds and "life-threatening conditions" were the only things on the news for days. The radio station I listen to had a blast with this. They came up with more names for it- snowmageddon, snowzilla, snowMG, and my favorite- snowgasm.

The storm was pretty crazy. As it was starting yesterday afternoon, I was driving home from school. Everything was white. Stoplights were shaking from the wind. I couldn't go more than 15mph without my car sliding. The traffic was so terrible it took me 4x as long to get home as it normally does and my car's windshield wipers just smeared the snow so I couldn't see.

Last night everyone's Facebook statuses were about the blizzard, "snowpocalyse, " and thunder snow. 

This morning I woke up early, because I was sick and couldn't sleep, but also because I didn't want to miss the snowpocalypse. I looked out the window to see the snow and wind. My neighbor was outside snow-blowing his driveway in his fire suit. I guess you don't get a snow day when you're the fire chief.

As I was listening to the radio this morning they were talking about the storm and all, including what happen  on Lake Shore Drive in Chicago. Apparently there were a few accidents which stranded people in their cars for hours. As they continued to talk about that story they referred to it as the "LSD situation." I thought that was an unfortunate acronym.

Snippets from my head #2

I hate child-proof containers. Why would you push down and turn something when you are trying to lift the lid up? I doesn't make sense. These things are so hard to open. I wanted to try some make-up remover that my aunt gave to me that had this kind of lid, but I couldn't get it open. So, I just fell asleep with make-up on and when I tried it again today, I  finally got it open, but I also got it all over my favorite sweatshirt.

At the mall yesterday, there seemed to be an unusually high number of pregnant women. I don't know what was up with that. Speaking of which, one of my old babysitters is prego again with her second child. Her daughter isn't even a year old yet. I'm really happy for them, but seriously all these people need to find something better to do.

My friend has this poster hanging up in her room. Another friend pointed out that if you cover up the football it changes it from an athletic-looking picture to a very sexual picture. The media is sneaky like that. Remember: They know how you think because they made you think like that.

I got 13 hours of sleep last night. Isn't that crazy?

It snowed all day yesterday which normally wouldn't be so bothersome, but on Friday it was so nice out that I wore shorts! And now we have snow and winter coats again! Dear snow, please go away. It is spring now and you have overstayed your welcome. Love, Gloria.

Don't be hatin

Today at work one of the ladies rolls in and I see she is covered in snow. I normally don't talk much, but I was trying to make an effort so I said, "Oh, is it snowing?" Then her jaw drops and says, "You did not just ask me that!" because she was obviously covered in snow and it was therefore a very dumb question. Then she passes me and I can hear her repeating what I said to everyone in the office. "No, an angel just threw up on me!" she offered as another alternative to snow that could have been a reason for me to ask that stupid question . The second time I heard her tell someone; I got frustrated, and I was embarrassed, so I shouted back (I could hear them even though I couldn't see them) "I was just trying to start a conversation!" She then says that she knows and she was just picking on me. I'm glad you can laugh at my expense, evening staff of Harper's ADS. 

Let it snow

I've always liked snow. When you're younger, you make snowmen and snow angels, have snowball fights, and go sledding (no, wait, I did that this year too). But after a while I would get sick of it. It was great for Christmas, winter break, and snow days, but after January it just became depressing and a reminder that it was cold.

I don't feel that way anymore. I love the snow. It's pretty. At this time of year, if we didn't have snow we would just have wind and mud. The snow makes everything look nice. I like watching it come down too. It kind of has a calming effect. Don't get me wrong, summer is still my favorite season. You can't beat green grass and warm sun on your exposed skin, but all I'm sayin is that while the snow is here, I'm gonna welcome it.

Snow day

I totally did not do anything today, but there was no school so who cares? I'm still in my pajamas. I should probably change soon... Anyway....

So, it's like six days until Christmas and I don't really have presents for anyone. I have a present for my sister and my older brother, let's see that only leaves- my mom, my dad, my younger brother, my two best friends, and three guinea pigs. Though, if I run out of money the pigs ain't gettin' anything (except my love and care).

There's pep band tonight and it's "ugly holiday sweater night". I don't have an ugly holiday sweater. It's depressing. If I had one I would totally wear it tonight. I will wear holiday earrings, however. I can't decide if I should wear my snowmen (cuz of the snow day), or my new Santa earrings (they're really cool). Tough decisions.