I confess that it has been snowing like crazy here. Christmas Eve I woke up to rain in Salt Lake City, and then driving 40 minutes to work I hit a massive blizzard just at the point of the mountain (a pass over the freeway for you non-Utahns) and then it snowed big lovely snowflakes all day at work. Our fountain was all frozen over too.
Yesterday I came to work and nothing had been plowed, shoveled, or salted… So all the roads were full of snow, it was still a blizzard in Utah County and when trying to turn into work I slid right on by. I was shocked they didn’t plow the parking lot or salt/shovel the sidewalks-seems like a liability to me… Today it is still snowing and my street at home has not been plowed (which is really pretty.
I confess that I understand now why people drink to get through the holidays. I went down to my parent’s house on Christmas and it goes about like most Holidays go. We had a really good time during dinner and hanging out, then my dad informs me that my brother and SIL don’t want to come to Christmas at all because I was sick last week and they’re worried they’ll get it-so I get upset over that and because I”m upset my dad yells and threatens to burn down the Christmas tree if my mom and I don’t stop talking about it. We keep talking about it and he storms out of the room, so I start crying and put on my coat to leave until my mom begs me to stay. I sit down, drink a couple of beers, and the rest of the holiday is like none of it ever happened.