SnOMG

Yes, Seattle got a nice white blanket this week.  We get snow in the lowlands only a few times a year, so anything more than an inch is big news.  Businesses shut down, no one goes to work, and cars and busses all over the city begin their delicate downhill ballet.  Seattle drivers are typically underprepared and overconfident, myself included.  Five years ago I slid my bald-tired Nissan Altima down a snowy hill in Northgate and was barely able to stop myself in a neighbor's driveway.  Two days later Mr. Mac extricated the car using a combination of kitty litter (for traction) and burning clutch.  Thus ended my winter driving career.  Now I stay inside and complain about other drivers like a proper Seattleite.  Mr. Mac enjoys hooning around in the snow, and our current car (a 2005 Subaru Legacy GT Turbo with all-weather tires) is actually the perfect snow driving vehicle.  Still, my fear of sliding is deep-rooted and I choose to stay off the road.  

Work has been very slow (tomorrow will be my second shift this month), so Mac Mini and I have been hanging out around the house.  For many, many days now.  I tried to take her out to play in the snow, but after a full ten minutes of bundling and applying hats and mittens, she refused to stand up in the snow.  I put her down and she crouched into a ball and started crying.  Apparently she feels that snow is very pretty and nice to look at, but best enjoyed from indoors, preferably while holding a warm cup of cocoa.  I do wish I had been able to get out and play.  I love tubing, sledding, and snowshoeing.  I've only been skiing once, and I was horrible at it, but I'd be willing to try again.  

Mac Mini also caught a cold this week, so she's been a little cranky and hasn't slept well.  Cabin fever set in a couple of days ago and I'm trying to find creative things for her to do.  We've read all the books (over and over and over again), we made a pillow fort, and I even put the batteries back in her most annoying musical toy.  She seems to be feeling better today, so I'm going to put her in the backpack and venture out for a walk.  We're heading to the International District Post Office, where in their infinite wisdom the USPS is holding one of my packages.  Lord knows why...I ordered two yoga videos from Amazon and they should have been delivered to my apartment last week.  Oh well.  It's a good excuse for us to get out of the house, and maybe we'll stop by Uwajimaya for some noodles.  I just can't face another day of "Hippos Go Berserk" ad infinitum.