Hmmmm well I have nothing too terribly exciting to blog about. Life is pretty much the same. I go to work, I go home, I get headaches more frequently again (not just little headaches, headaches that make me lock myself in a dark room headaches) but on the upside I have more days where I feel well enough to eat real food. Meaning, anything other than jello, pudding or other soft and unsatisfying substance. Hoping for good weather next weekend to go south for a day or two. Warm weather sounds very enticing at the moment.
Speaking of the weather, I don't know if my memory is just faulty or what the deal is, but I do not really remember being this bitter cold in Cedar. I'm sure it was to be honest, but I have just conveniently forgotten it as I've been gone for so long. And in the heat of a southern summer it is very very easy to forget the bitterness of the wintertime.
However, I do seem to recall a few memorable winters in Utah's Dixie. My sophmore year of college we had a bunch of people over to play games and a huge blizzard sprang up and some of the people ended up sleeping on our couch because they couldn't get their cars out. A friend brought his truck over and pulled them out the next morning.
Another time there was a huge ice storm and everything was frozen solid. I don't know how the driving was, I had no car. But walking was fun. Did I say walking? I meant sliding and skating on the frozen roads and sidewalks.
That same year our furnace broke, we had no heat. It was COLD in that house. Our bishop lent us his nice space heater and we slept in the living room near the space heater for a month. We covered the doorways with blankets or something and just camped out in the family room, slept on the couches. At the time I was highly miserable, being cold all the time and stuff, but I sometimes miss those days in some ways. I miss the people more than the circumstances at any rate.
I remember dancing in the falling snow in the parking lot behind the Villa apts with an old boyfriend, and I remember making snowmen in the front yard with my roommates. I also remember one night during a light snow storm I went on a walk with my roommates and we were running up our street falling into random yards making snow angels.
I also remember walking to work in snow so deep I was practically doing bunny hops through the knee high drifts.
All in all, snow isn't so bad. I just dread driving in it, or having to trudge through it to get to work and then sit in my office in wet clothes for several hours.
Speaking of the weather, I don't know if my memory is just faulty or what the deal is, but I do not really remember being this bitter cold in Cedar. I'm sure it was to be honest, but I have just conveniently forgotten it as I've been gone for so long. And in the heat of a southern summer it is very very easy to forget the bitterness of the wintertime.
However, I do seem to recall a few memorable winters in Utah's Dixie. My sophmore year of college we had a bunch of people over to play games and a huge blizzard sprang up and some of the people ended up sleeping on our couch because they couldn't get their cars out. A friend brought his truck over and pulled them out the next morning.
Another time there was a huge ice storm and everything was frozen solid. I don't know how the driving was, I had no car. But walking was fun. Did I say walking? I meant sliding and skating on the frozen roads and sidewalks.
That same year our furnace broke, we had no heat. It was COLD in that house. Our bishop lent us his nice space heater and we slept in the living room near the space heater for a month. We covered the doorways with blankets or something and just camped out in the family room, slept on the couches. At the time I was highly miserable, being cold all the time and stuff, but I sometimes miss those days in some ways. I miss the people more than the circumstances at any rate.
I remember dancing in the falling snow in the parking lot behind the Villa apts with an old boyfriend, and I remember making snowmen in the front yard with my roommates. I also remember one night during a light snow storm I went on a walk with my roommates and we were running up our street falling into random yards making snow angels.
I also remember walking to work in snow so deep I was practically doing bunny hops through the knee high drifts.
All in all, snow isn't so bad. I just dread driving in it, or having to trudge through it to get to work and then sit in my office in wet clothes for several hours.
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