Does It Really Get Any Better Than a Snow Day?

The snow day. When I was in school it was a magical experience. I would wake up extra early and sit in front of the T.V. to watch the school closings slowly creep by on the bottom of the screen. One by one they would tick away until I saw "Green...Lake." Seriously, I'm pretty sure kids in Green Lake never had to go to school while in Green Bay we would fight the blizzard-like conditions and drifting snow to drag ourselves to school. Now, don't get me wrong, we did have time off from time to time, but Green Lake was always flashing on that screen. Perhaps I was just bitter about the situation. Perhaps I still am.

When I got to college, snow days still had that same magical appeal. It meant not going to class, sleeping in extra long, and hunkering down in the dorms with everyone else for a day of ridiculousness. I mean really, what can a couple hundred college kids crammed in one building do for a day but cause trouble? I recall my first snow day as a freshman waiting two hours for Chinese food to make its way to us and the poor delivery man who nearly wiped out in the door way in his black moon boots straight out of the 80s.

One thing I don't think that kids in school realize is that the teachers want there to be a snow day as much as they do. Tonight I got the "phone call" from the Superintendent. The really happy one that says, "School is closed for Wednesday." I couldn't have been happier. Not only do I get a free day off of work tomorrow, I know before 5 a.m.. So, I don't have to wake up early and then try to fall back asleep. No alarm clock for me tomorrow. So tonight, I can relax on the couch without worrying about doing any real productive work and tomorrow I can take it easy as well. Sounds pretty fabulous to me. Happy Snow Day!