Last Wednesday I got a snow day. I felt almost giddy, as if I were back in grade school. We prayed for snow days then, and to quote one of my favorite Christmas songs, “a childhood prayer should never be denied.” We bundled up, went out for hours and slid down the big hill of our neighbors’ driveway on a round metal Coca-Cola sign. Wish I still had that kind of energy. Wish I still had that sign, too.
On Monday — Blizzard Day – the snow didn’t even start until late in the evening, and when I got up to make my three a.m. wander, it was already melting. No snow day. Just a day with snow. Not even fun.
There’s still a chance for one lovely snow day. Oklahoma has gotten some of its heaviest snowfalls in March. We’ll see.