Snow

It snowed again last night. The world is once again covered in a blanket of white.

It's March, Nebraska, in case you missed the memo.

However, I understand that this is the way this region is, and have resigned myself to live under the cold, cruel hand of the weather, regardless of what it throws at us.

What I'm really looking forward to is hearing all the people from Nebraska comment on the weather. "I hate Nebraska weather," "Can you believe it?", and other such comments will be heard all day. Guarantee it. Nebraska weather is erratic, to be sure, but I wouldn't say I hate it. It can be pretty awesome at times, like the 70 degree and breezy day we had on, like, Tuesday. (yes, Tuesday it was 70, today it's snowy). And yes, I can, in fact, believe it. Unless we're all having the same bizarre dream, there is definitely snow on the ground outside.

And let's face it, if we were dreaming, it would not have been snow falling from the sky. It would have been cotton candy or chocolate, or steak. Or garlic bread!

But don't think I'll sit here quietly and endure the snow, oh no. I'll likely put on every shred of clothing I own, and run around screaming (especially at the visitors on campus today) that the apocalypse has come and we're all about to die. I'm from Texas, I can get away with stuff like that.

So that's how I feel about snow in a nutshell. Don't get me wrong, it can be gorgeous, and this will likely melt pretty quickly, so I'm not too worried about it. I'll just enjoy it while it's here, and be glad it showed up AFTER our fire drill last night, rather than before. Good timing, there.