The Curse Of Snow...

Well, not only did my Seahawks football team suffer an embarrassing loss to Greenbay in *it*, but *it* has once again fallen from the sky here in my Emerald City...the *it* being SNOW! Stoke the fire and break out the hot chocolate...at least for a day or two. Seattle has a thin coating of snowy ice blanketing the hilly streets. And just as soon as we are all well into traffic jams and car accidents, the darned stuff will melt away without leaving a trace *it* existed...and we will all wonder what the big deal was as we explain to our auto insurance companies exactly HOW we managed to dent up our vehicles. Or, how the Seahawks managed to LOSE a playoff game in what appeared to be blizzard conditions on Saturday in Greenbay (the Packers just thought it was a "light dusting"...LOL).

Saint EB kindly provided limo service for me after work this evening so we could go spend a few minutes together catching up while eating out...she picked me up promptly at 6:30PM from downtown Seattle. We drove up the hill (everywhere from downtown Seattle is UP hill) to our favorite dive and spent a measly 40 minutes indoors chatting. There was no rain or precipitation falling at all BEFORE we got to the establishment. After about 40 minutes, EB exclaimed, "Look out there! It's snowing!" And by gawd it was...it was not only snowing, but the streets were covered in snow and sleet.

She insisted on driving me home immediately, but after only one block of traffic, we aborted that plan and I opted to walk the 5 or 6 blocks to my bus stop and take my chances Metro (buses) was still running in the sudden weather change. I stood outside in the very cold temperature with sleet and snow pelting my face only to discover Metro WAS running, but the buses were running quite late...this sudden weather pattern was a BLIZZARD by Seattle standards after all.

I did eventually make it home to my purring cat and warm house and continued to watch heavy sleet fall outside my windows. I even attempted to get my trash out to the curb for pick up tomorrow (because we ALL know *it* will most likely be melted off by then and the garbage trucks will not even notice the wet runoff *it* created)...but after slipping and sliding in my cozy house slippers (not the best choice of shoe cover in a snow storm, take my advice on this one) in the drive way, I finally abandoned the idea and returned to the safety of my warm interior dwelling.

After my brief experience in *it* this evening, I forgive you, Seattle Seahawks. I should not have expected you to play well in *it*...even IF you had cleated shoes and I don't...