Winter Wonderland

As I leave work early today to go home and play in the snow with the family, I am reminded of some great times the white weather has given me over the years. From the big snows as a kid in Indiana to the once in a blue moon dustings in Tennessee, there has been no shortage of great memories in the white stuff.
A few memories the stand above the others....
Having a blast with no regard for safety while being pulled behind the blazer on the tube as a small child in Indiana! (thanks, dad) I am glad no sudden stops were needed!
The first winter we lived in Albemarle, NC, and the record snow we had that year....not quite as exciting as hurricane Hugo the following year, but a little more enjoyable. The rumor was the new Hoosier family in town brought old man winter with them!
The storm of the century while we lived in Kentucky. Along with a couple of my buddies, neglecting to consult the weather forecast, went to spend the night at a cabin my friends mom had on the lake(your mom goes to college). When we woke up the next morning, eighteen inches of snow had fallen. We spent the next three days cleaning out the pantry, and proceeded to call the National Guard when we ran out of food. They picked us up in a hummer, dropped us off at my house where about 10 of my other friends had been staying for those three days. We ended up being out of school for over two weeks, and went sledding every day. After spending 137 dollars on hot chocolate mix and exhausting mom, the snow was gone...fun times.
In Tennessee, the snow has been less frequent, but oh what a blast when it does come. The ice storm of 98 aside, old man winter has been kind to the Volunteer state. One of my first "dates" with Terri was sledding behind the house on Winding Lane. The way I felt spending that day with her, I knew I was in trouble! Then we had the potential America's funniest home video winner the following year, when Tristan slammed into the neighbor's mail box when he lost control of his sled. That has provided laughs for years now. The last two years, however, have been the best. Playing in the snow with my boys is just a different kind of fun. Gotta go...we are going to see if we can expand on the snowman family we made last year! Dad was 7'2".....