Last week, the SNOWPOCALYPSE hit Western Oregon. Basically, all this means is that we got snow. Why is this such a big deal? Because we “never” get snow in Western Oregon. When we do, they shut down schools. Cars crash. Stores close early. The snow-plows… don’t do anything. The truth of the matter is that snow-plows in Western Oregon are sparse. Today, I was in McMinnville with my parents and the only clear pavement around town was in parking lots where the stores were clearing out the lots so people could shop without fear of their cars getting stuck. The county roads were still covered with slush and packed snow, but at least the parking lot was clear.
One of my childhood friends and her family live in Minnesota. She wrote on facebook that our posts of snow are “cute” though not really. In the mid-west, they get real snow and life continues to go on without interruption. Not so in Oregon. When we were kids, our dad used to drive us out to Kacie’s house where we would play like snow bunnies for however many hours and days they’d cancel school. Those were the days, the days when we didn’t have to worry about the safety of driving in snow and just think about the fun of playing in snow.
Tomorrow, I’m forced to go back to real life. OSU is back in business and we’re going to have to push through the wintery weather and go back to work and school. I’m not sure how I feel about this…
Tata for now.