I know I said I wasn’t going to post again until I made my theme change, but I just have too many pictures to share and too many people in my house causing distractions to get it done.
As you may have heard, the Midwest got hit by two major snowstorms in one week. I mean major. The weather in MO has been brutal and crazy the last few years.
2 years ago in Feb we had a mega blizzard. Later that spring we had a major storm with unbelievable straight line winds. Right as we were about to fulfill our snow make-up day obligations at the end of the school year, a tornado hit our little town. Then came the flooding.
Then when winter came around again, it was the warmest on record. And the driest. Summer came bringing record high temps, but forgot to bring any rain with it. When we did get a storm, it usually consisted of damaging winds and not much else.
So we plunged headlong into a drought where we have languished at about an 18″ deficit of water until recently. Being the heart of the food belt, that’s a problem. So one might think we would welcome these storms with open arms. One would be wrong. The first one seemed kinda cool (pun intended). 11″ of snow was something to brag about.
The second had everyone on Facebook in all caps screaming STOP! ENOUGH!
The first day of it brought another 11″, and when I woke up this morning it had the nerve to still be snowing bringing another 3″ (and I just looked up at the window over my computer and, guess what, it’s still snowing).
We are on day 2 of this week’s snow days adding to last week’s 2. I just got a text saying they aren’t going tomorrow either. I can’t say this enough. “these people” need to go back to school soon! I hope, however, if we exceed our built-in snow days, we are able to attend to them at the end of the year in as much peace as possible.
People all around town have been without power. Then they get it. Then it’s off again. Back and forth. A cruel joke.
There is also so much tree damage. Sedalia is a “Tree City”, or it was anyway. My neighbors huge tulip tree is a casualty, and my mother (whom I texted this picture to down in balmy TX) and I are grieving for it as much as my neighbor. It was so beautiful and a harbinger of spring. Winter showed it who was boss though.
So with all this crazy snow it was inevitable that I would eventually have to shovel a flake or two. I try to avoid it when my husband is around because all too often he hasn’t been, and I haven’t had a choice. Well, when my neighbor, Brittany, who is also my hair stylist, texted asking me to drive her to work since her car was snowed in and she couldn’t dig it out because she might break a nail (totally kidding, she has a broken rib), I knew I was going to have to get to work. I have priorities, and if I could help one woman bring beauty to Sedalia in it’s time of trouble by delivering the person who was going to rid her of dark roots and split ends, I knew it was my duty.
I can be thankful though that John did the heavy lifting yesterday, but I’m ready for spring all the same. The next time I click on my weather app those meteorologists better have erased all those ridiculous forecasts or snow tonight, Friday and next Tuesday. I mean it.