Snow Day Part II

Hi.

Still snowed in. I was determined to make it to work today, if only to prove to myself that a little snow never hurt anyone. I got up, showered, did my hair, got dressed, and bundled up. I even pulled out some track pants to put over my jeans (figured I'd go casual for the storm) and dug out my hiking boot, which are as close to snow boots as I have. I looked out at where our car should be and, though I couldn't actually see it, there was a distinct car-shaped inconsistency in the snow, where figured it would be. Did I mention our garage is about 6-inches too short for our car. Yeah, so I decided public transportation would be the way to go and I revved myself up for a short walk to the bus stop. I took about five steps off our front porch, realized I was up to my knees in snow, the streets weren't plowed, and there weren't any cars on the street. I called the boss and an official second snow day was called. (She was incredulous I even attempted to leave the house, as the drifts were big enough at her place to seal the doors.)

Now we are facing a bit of a food crisis. In that we don't so much have any. It was supposed to be grocery shopping weekend last weekend, but we got busy, and now...we don't have any food. Desperate for a cup of tea this morning, but lacking any unspoiled milk, I frantically searched for a substitute. If you are wondering, mint chocolate chip ice cream works very well with Earl Grey. Also, if you don't have cereal, some menorah-shaped Hanukkah cookies will be pretty delicious.

To further take away from my food-related activities planned for the week, the city closed down last night, which means I had to postpone my secret evaluator dinner that I spent the whole day studying for. (For those of you interested, you can sign up for this secret eating and luxuriating [can that work as a verb?] at this website and click on "Evaluator Opportunities." You have to take a fairly time consuming test and there's a lot of writing involved, so it's only for those who are very motivated for free things or need to fulfill daydreams about becoming a food critic). There is also a party I'm supposed to attend tonight. And then there's Willow! All but half a mile away from me and we can't get to each other.

I did finish Watchmen last night and loved it. The whole way through chapter 11, I was waiting for the thing that makes Ahe cry. I kept thinking, what could be that sad? It's very dark and gloomy at that point, so I couldn't think of another bad thing that would happen that would push me from grim to crying. But then, there it was, the final four panels or so and I had tears. It gets you because you aren't expecting the tender moment. The tender plus the calamity. Isn't there a Greek word for that?