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Catching up – where I’ve been, and where I’m not going.

February 10, 2011

This time last week we were packing in a hurry, trying to get down from our mountain a few hours ahead of a windy storm of ice and snow – and a day ahead of our flight to Washington, D.C., where my sister lives.

Two days earlier, at home on the last weekend in January, I let the back door stand open all day and followed the thermometer needle all the way to the 70-degree mark. In town, people were lunching on restaurant patios. One day, the early green of the first snowdrops appeared; they froze and folded over the next. Then came the local run on groceries, the power outage warnings, the snow days announced by dinnertime.

So last Tuesday, with the trees and power lines heavy with ice but the roads not yet frozen, we drove south to find a hotel. Waiting all day for the room to be ready, we camped out in highway-side chain restaurants and a public library, all empty but for us, and watched the stuff on the roads evolve from deep slush to thick, bumpy glass.

But we got out. We were in the airport at 5:something the next morning, when miraculously, our route through Memphis was about the only way to get around the 2,000-mile swath of snow and ice. We made it to D.C. for a fun, fast three-and-a-half day visit (mostly work for Don, whose trip we hijacked) with family, friends, and the Smithsonian. I spent most of it with my sister and her fiance, museum-hopping to Jack’s specifications (space shuttles, airplanes, robots, fire trucks, Julia Child’s kitchen.) He even got to watch an SUV get towed in front of the Department of Labor, eat spectacular steak and learn about Chuck Norris from my sister’s friends. Bonus.


It was such a good trip that I barely remember the not-so-good bits, like Jack’s first accident in a freezing Metro station, and the temporary loss of feeling in my arms (a symptom of thinking it’s a good idea to travel to a major city in the winter with a toddler and without a stroller).

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Today I’m supposed to be flying to Savannah, where I had big plans to meet my BFF for her birthday.

Bitter much? Tonight was supposed to look like this.

She lives in Chicago, and we thought we’d outsmart mid-February by convening in the mild South. It was a highly anticipated reunion – we haven’t seen each other in two years – so naturally, it snowed on our parade. (Did I say “I love snow days” one too many times? Is there weather karma?) Our part of Arkansas got an unheard of amount of snow, from a foot to 30 inches. The airport closed, and tomorrow doesn’t look much better, so instead of shrieks and hugs in a Georgia airport, tonight we’re exchanging pity parties and hoping to try again in May, when snow is like a flying pig.


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  1. February 10, 2011 12:30 am

    Aw. Sorry about your trip. That church sign is hilarious, though! And Philadelphia is not too far from D.C. Maybe we can meet up one day.

  2. February 10, 2011 12:32 am

    Oh no!! I am so so sorry. How devastating. I think pity party is mild for how I would react in the same situation.

    But I have to tell you, that sign is FANTASTIC!

  3. February 10, 2011 6:07 am

    Leave it to the Southern Baptists to come up with a sign like that. I bet underneath the “Everyone Welcome” sign, hidden below the snow drift, there’s a little poster tacked up that says, “Except for the guy who asked God for snow.” And I can say all this without burning in hell because I was raised Baptist! And am now happily reformed. =>

    PS: Could Jack be any cuter?
    PPS: Is this weather crazy, or what? I’m bummed on your behalf about your canceled trip. Gah!

  4. February 10, 2011 1:28 pm

    That sucks Leslie. I hadn’t realized you had plans of going to see your friend. Major bummer!!! I am sick of the snow. I am grateful and thankful that we still have power – but I do not enjoy being home-bound. Fortunately, Hayden is doing okay despite being cooped up. And I am too (for the most part). We have now had to cancel his 4-year check-up appointment twice. Who knows when it will be rescheduled?

    And those pictures are awesome and I am glad you had such a good trip. Jack looks so big and mature in that picture!!!

  5. February 10, 2011 2:12 pm

    That sign is hilarious! I’m so sorry about your reunion with your BFF–it looks like you have a blast together.

  6. February 10, 2011 5:51 pm

    We had so much fun seeing you guys in DC! Here’s to a longer, less work-filled trip next time. :)

    I’m sorry to hear you aren’t going to make it to Savannah. Booo. … At least the reschedule is something to look forward to this spring! :)

  7. February 10, 2011 5:52 pm

    Aw, that’s sad. I would be soooo disapointed!
    Love the sign! Hate the snow (I like it until about Boxing Day and then I’m ready for spring)! :-)

  8. February 10, 2011 6:03 pm

    Leslie, So sorry about your plans. Love the sign. And love the pics of you and your BFF. Hope you have another trip in the works.

  9. February 10, 2011 8:55 pm

    Boo! Snow is mucking up all the good stuff this season. (Well, except the genius that is the church sign.)

  10. February 12, 2011 4:51 pm

    Oh! What a disappointment! I am so sorry about that. ) : Even though that sign is hilarious, it kind of throws cayenne on the wound. I believe your bitterness is well founded.

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