12.30.2012

Maybelle's first snow

Snow in CookevilleIt's been flurrying for the last several days in Cookeville, where Maybelle and I are spending the remainder of our holiday vacation.  Maybelle's a Charlestonian, so she's not that fond of snow.  It's fairly cold, and it's not affiliated in any way with swimming, performing numbers from Oklahoma, or eating yogurt--her favorite activities.  But it's her first snow!  I felt it was important to get her out in it--to force her to interact with it and acknowledge its existence.

Claire, who comes from upstate New York, has suggested that we go sledding.  This, she has said, is the way to make snow really fun, and she's asked several times whether I've had a chance to do it yet.  So this morning I thought I should document what "snow" means in middle Tennessee, so that Claire can let go of this lovely and yet not really applicable notion.

7 comments:

starrlife said...

funny! Not even enough to have a snowball fight much less sled :)

claire said...

ok, that is not snow. That is the leftover ash from someone's barbecue or perhaps some spilled chalk from relining the baseball diamond. Nina thinks it might be slush (I will not even grant it that wintery status). I now understand why Maybelle is disinterested.

Elizabeth said...

I laughed aloud at this post and at Claire's comment. I'm with Maybelle, though, on snow. I'm in Yosemite right now, and despite the incredible beauty, I'm grateful to live in LA!

Alison Piepmeier said...

Elizabeth, my mom is with you--the post and Claire's response made her laugh out loud, too.

And starrlife, we rarely get enough snow here for a snowball fight. And NEVER in South Carolina!

Megan the Maybelle Sitter said...

When I move somewhere lovely and cold I will insist that you and Maybs join me for some sledding and snowball fights. It's non-negotiable.

Shannon Drury said...

Late to the party here, but DAMN. As a native Minnesotan that picture made me laugh out loud!

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