Spatula Day

We don't get a lot of snow here. So, when it does snow, even a little bit, it's a big deal.

Yesterday was Snow Day.

Today? Spatula Day.

You see, because of the snow that was still on the car this morning, I had to do some snow removal. Not much, since we didn't get much compared to what folks up north get, but still, more than we're used to.

Anyway, the old credit card didn't do the job. Not to my satisfaction. The snow accumulated on the car was thicker than the card was wide, so my hands were cold.

So, into the house for a spatula. One of those wide ones that can be used on non-stick cookware.

Works great, too, for removing 4-6 inches of snow from a car windshield.

Ah, the spatula. We should have a National Spatula Day to honor this diverse little tool.

And a cookout.

Let it snow

We don't get much snow.

I don't, anyway. That is, I'm not used to it. I'm from south Georgia, and I'm not used to snow.

But, it snowed this morning.

I got up early, and tried not to make too much noise as I turned on the TiVo.

Later in the morning, I heard a noise come from the bedroom. Then, footsteps.

The door flew open, and out came running ... The Wife.

I thought something was wrong, at first. Then, I noticed the look on her face.

She threw open the door and gazed at the snow falling.

It took her a minute to realize she had on just her nightgown. I noticed right off. Perhaps it was the cold.

I grabbed my Blackberry and snapped a shot of the snow falling on the car.

She threw on some clothes and grabbed her Sony camera, taking several pictures of the falling snow.

And the animals. Not just her ducks and goats, the wild birds, too.

Of course, she made some phone calls. She gets excited about snow.

I've pulled guard duty in knee-deep snow on a mountainside in Korea. I'm not a big fan of snow.

But, we're lucky here. When we get some snow, it's not a lot; just enough to cause children's eyes to widen.

And it doesn't stay long. That's the best part.

Oh, the weather outside is frightful

If I didn't have to go in to work today -- major project hitting a critical point -- I'd have slept in.

And I'd have missed the snow.

Okay, you folks from up north are saying, "That's not snow."

And, for your world, you'd be right.

Only, I don't live in your world. I live in the South.

It don't snow much where I come from.

I've been in the snow before. Real snow. Knee-deep snow in the mountains of Korea.

I've driven in snow, with chains on the tires.

I don't care for snow.

But the grandchildren are out in it, having a great time.