A Storm is a Brewing
As you have probably heard, there is some kind of snowmageddon, snowpolcalypse, icemageddon or icepocalype going on here in the Lou. Don't get me wrong - I love a good, hard snow. As long as I don't have to drive in it, shovel it or play in it. Yes, it is true. I am not a big sledder, igloo maker or snowball fighter.
I do love to sit by the fire and read while my children watch movies. I love that my husband snow blows the driveway. I like to sit by the window and watch the dogs pounce in the snow. Back in the day, Alia and I used to position ourselves by the front windowsill to watch Chandler and the neighborhood kids build shields and have intense snowball fights.
Before we knew about acid rain, when I was just a little girl, my mom used to make snow ice cream -- some non-yellow snow, a big cup of sugar, a bit of milk. It was slushy and yummy. If we had food coloring, my mom would add a drop or two for green or blue snow ice cream. It was always delicious!
I do love to sit by the fire and read while my children watch movies. I love that my husband snow blows the driveway. I like to sit by the window and watch the dogs pounce in the snow. Back in the day, Alia and I used to position ourselves by the front windowsill to watch Chandler and the neighborhood kids build shields and have intense snowball fights.
Before we knew about acid rain, when I was just a little girl, my mom used to make snow ice cream -- some non-yellow snow, a big cup of sugar, a bit of milk. It was slushy and yummy. If we had food coloring, my mom would add a drop or two for green or blue snow ice cream. It was always delicious!
 |
| Snow Ice Cream |
Comments