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We've got a high of five below today, which means it's way too cold for snowmen. I had to explain that to a friend from Alabama last winter, who has never experienced snow that's too cold to pack into a ball.
Whenever there's an ice or snow storm in the south, the southerners tend to freak out and the northerners tend to mock them. I used to be one of those northerners, until I got to experience an ice storm in Texas. I drove two blocks to the grocery store, got stuck in a dead level parking lot, had to go back in the store and buy cat litter to get moving. Then I drove the two blocks home, parked my pickup and didn't leave again until it thawed.
Southern ice and snow isn't like the stuff we get up here. It's slushy and wet, slicker than ours. Miserable stuff, basically. So for all you southerners, I wish just once you could experience squeaky snow. Believe me, it's a lot more polite.
After kid's wrestling practice. Ambient temperature- -15 Fahrenheit.
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5 comments:
Woke up to ice this morning. The pellets look fake like grated styrofoam, but the yard is white as a Christmas card. In San Antonio, it's a real event. This morning I'm brewing my second pot of coffee, and staying inside. No snowmen here either.
Hang on to some of that cold for when I come to San Antonio for the RWA National convention in July. I'll be needing it.
No promises. I can guarantee blistering heat and liquid humidity!
Living in Wisconsin, I was used to squeaky snow. Now in Australia and currently melting in 108F heat. Me? I prefer the snow! Talking squeaky stuff though, we have an awesome beach where the sand is rounded quartz so it squeaks when you walk on it!
Whoa! Seriously? I've never heard of squesky sand.
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