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I don't think it will matter what age I become, I will always anticipate snow storms. As a child, it was a reason to have a day out of school, and even as an adult, it may mean a day of canceled work.

I learned early on to listen to the traffic in the morning. Having lived close to a major factory with three shifts, it was easy to tell if the traffic was normal. Also, snow plows have a very distinct sound. While my aunt would turn on the tv and wait for the announcements, I'd listen for the snow plows and decided if I should go back to sleep. Funny, it was hard to get me up on a regular morning, but those snowy mornings were like Christmas morning for me, no problem being up at the crack of dawn.

Snow days were special, not only because it was a day out of school, but there was a lazy kind of contentment to it. I remember spending the day reading a novel and sitting by one of my aunt's central heating ducts. I would usually sit by her glass doors, with a blanket making a tent over me and the duct and stare out at the snow and feel content and warm with my novel.

I guess my mind tells me that snow = contentment. That may be a reason that I love it so much. Even after being through a couple of bad storms, driving on slick roads, and having schedules disturbed by it, I still want it.

So, I'm planning to be disappointed by the weatherpeople's claim that we will get anywhere from 3 to 5 inches. I'll believe it when I see it. If we do get snow though, I'll be extremely happy. I'll let you all know tomorrow.

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So it snowed. I haven't been outside yet, but it looks to be the crystalline fluffy stuff. Hell, I'll take the 3+ inches we got. The sun is shining right now, so the world is a lot brighter than it normally is. I don't know if the kids got the day off, but I'm betting there was at least a delay, because the snow didn't start until about 3 am.

Hoping to see the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe this weekend. So far I've heard good things, and the best is that it isn't shoving Christianity down anyones throat. I really don't like the idea of any movie having a religious agenda and try to avoid such movies.

Another good thing, seems my youngest cat, Robin, has finally decided to start calming down. He still runs around like the hounds of hell were on his tail, but he's begun getting cuddly, which he does when I'm feeling ill. I love that he comes up when I'm laying down, stares at me for a moment, and then flops over and starts washing and purring, to put me to sleep. He's playing fetch more now, and will actually drop whatever he's fetching into our hands from time to time. He's also picked up a bad habit of pawing at my nose when I sleep, so I'll wake up to pet him. He's very cute, if a bit annoying.

I can't believe how fast the holidays are coming upon us. I've got the kosher turkey in the freezer, 'cause he/she was a little lighter than the none kosher ones. I'm thinking up holiday recipes to play with, including the cupcakes I want to make. Ooooh, and Giant has Christmas cupcakes. Oh how I love the cupcakes.

Other than that, life goes on. I need to figure out how I'm doing my cards, 'cause I still don't have them yet. Bad Sam, no cookie for you.