snow

For the last four days, I have been ready to clobber anyone singing "Let It Snow." Although I do appreciate gazing out on a flawless, white winter landscape or skiing down a powdery mountainside, I have a really hard time liking snow. I grew up with it, I spent four years of college dealing with lots of it, so I should be used to it, right?

Unfortunately, snow and I do not get along. For starters, it's cold, it's wet and it makes you cold & wet. Secondly, it causes transportation nightmares. After getting my Scion tC stuck in the driveway twice this year, I actually wished I still had my Isuzu Trooper (the car that got me through all that Nebraska snow for four years, although getting 11 mpg). I don't have the patience snow requires, and that stupid stuff made me so mad yesterday I cried. And now I know I need to go shovel my driveway again, for the fifth time in four days.

I Thess. 5:18- "In everything give thanks." I need to find the silver lining here, I don't have a choice; it's been commanded! So here goes-

• I've burned a lot of calories shoveling
• I met a neighbor who kindly helped get me unstuck from my driveway yesterday
• My dad has a 4Runner so he has been able to provide transportation to Christmas events
• The snow waters the earth
• Actually, I guess I don't need to have justifications to give thanks. We're not commanded to find reasons to give thanks, we're just commanded to give thanks.

Well shoot. Maybe if I pray "Thank you for the snow" with every shovelful, I'll get through this next round of shovelling easier? Arg, now, not only do I still have to shovel, I have to be thankful about it. Let it snow.