snowlight at 3 AM
This was an interesting week, I think. More stuff happened than usually happens. Last week the highlight was the hour-and-a-half-long car trip over roads that usually take fifteen minutes, and the subsequent 180-degree turn into hypothetically oncoming traffic, but my favorite part of last week was the 02/10. Those bags were awesome, admit it. Something other than dumplings next time, maybe.
Sunday I had organic chemistry. Monday was a day off for my school district and bank holiday for both sibs and dad, though not for me. Dad and sister went to buy new mattresses (long overdue, since the old mattresses have been in use since I was about five or six). I also got a giant green body pillow (sister got blue) that looks like a very large soft fluffy squishy caterpillar. It's like The Very Hungry Caterpillar lives in my bed now. As my sister chanted this morning 'One apple on Monday, two pears on Tuesday, one human being..."
One of the interesting thing about getting a new mattress is that you need to get the old mattresses off the bed frames before you can move the new ones in, and if you're like most people, the bedrooms are on the second floor. Up a flight of stairs. Meaning that you need to get the mattresses...down the stairs.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Are you crazy?"
"You're thinking it."
"He's not going to let us."
"Go ahead."
"Told you."
"How old are you?"
"YAY."
"Camera. Camera! Where's the camera?"
In case that wasn't intelligible to you, my dad decided that setting both mattresses up on the stairs as a makeshift gigantic slide was a brilliant plan. They stayed there for three days, which made getting back up the stairs an ordeal, particularly if you were carrying things. ("I can't even wear socks in my own house now!") The littlest member of our family was the happiest.
Wednesday night there was a lunar eclipse, which is actually quite adequately represented in those stop-motion photographs that you get in science textbooks; it was cold so we just ducked in and out of the house at various points throughout the whole thing. Since it was also some Chinese holiday that I can't adequately remember the reason for, we also got 汤圆 to eat. Thursday I had history of pharmacy and systems physiology.
Thursday I came home exhausted (later than usual because of a very fun CVS stop ^_^) and annoyed at school. Two sets of plans with destiny made. Stayed up until around 1 AM legitimately for homework, then even later not-so-legitimately just to waste time. At exactly 3:26 AM:
"...oh good, you're still awake."
"...bwuh?"
"...did you move your car?"
"No."
"They got a snow day."
"...oh."
"...yeah. I'm going back to sleep."
So I bundled myself up to shovel the driveway by myself and dig out my car before the snowplows encased it in ice.
It's very quiet that early in the morning. I went out through the front and opened the garage door from outside, which means that I didn't turn on the outdoor lights, but they definitely weren't at all necessary. I've never been quite able to figure out where all that light comes from, since the streetlights don't look anything like that normally, and no one else has lights on at 3:30 in the morning, but while I wouldn't call it daylight by any means, it definitely wasn't night...light.
It's a fun experience shoveling the driveway while it's still snowing. First off the snow was silent and muffling, and there wasn't any wind, which means that despite the fact that the snow was settling down (on the roads, grass, your head) at a very fast rate, it wasn't actually noticeable. Until you get to the bottom of your driveway with a feeling of accomplishment...and look back up to see that the asphalt is no longer visible where you started. But I still pride myself on the fact that the snow on our driveway was thinner than the snow on everyone else's driveway. Which is my excuse for not helping mom and sibs when they shoveled in the daytime after the snow stopped.
*.Snow day = probably shouldn't be driving, ruined plan, made new plans, ruined new plans, hour long conversation while driving. Robots.*
Okay. NEXT TIME. Definitely next time will be KHR. Not by popular demand or anything. Just because.
Sunday I had organic chemistry. Monday was a day off for my school district and bank holiday for both sibs and dad, though not for me. Dad and sister went to buy new mattresses (long overdue, since the old mattresses have been in use since I was about five or six). I also got a giant green body pillow (sister got blue) that looks like a very large soft fluffy squishy caterpillar. It's like The Very Hungry Caterpillar lives in my bed now. As my sister chanted this morning 'One apple on Monday, two pears on Tuesday, one human being..."
One of the interesting thing about getting a new mattress is that you need to get the old mattresses off the bed frames before you can move the new ones in, and if you're like most people, the bedrooms are on the second floor. Up a flight of stairs. Meaning that you need to get the mattresses...down the stairs.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Are you crazy?"
"You're thinking it."
"He's not going to let us."
"Go ahead."
"Told you."
"How old are you?"
"YAY."
"Camera. Camera! Where's the camera?"
In case that wasn't intelligible to you, my dad decided that setting both mattresses up on the stairs as a makeshift gigantic slide was a brilliant plan. They stayed there for three days, which made getting back up the stairs an ordeal, particularly if you were carrying things. ("I can't even wear socks in my own house now!") The littlest member of our family was the happiest.
Wednesday night there was a lunar eclipse, which is actually quite adequately represented in those stop-motion photographs that you get in science textbooks; it was cold so we just ducked in and out of the house at various points throughout the whole thing. Since it was also some Chinese holiday that I can't adequately remember the reason for, we also got 汤圆 to eat. Thursday I had history of pharmacy and systems physiology.
Thursday I came home exhausted (later than usual because of a very fun CVS stop ^_^) and annoyed at school. Two sets of plans with destiny made. Stayed up until around 1 AM legitimately for homework, then even later not-so-legitimately just to waste time. At exactly 3:26 AM:
"...oh good, you're still awake."
"...bwuh?"
"...did you move your car?"
"No."
"They got a snow day."
"...oh."
"...yeah. I'm going back to sleep."
So I bundled myself up to shovel the driveway by myself and dig out my car before the snowplows encased it in ice.
It's very quiet that early in the morning. I went out through the front and opened the garage door from outside, which means that I didn't turn on the outdoor lights, but they definitely weren't at all necessary. I've never been quite able to figure out where all that light comes from, since the streetlights don't look anything like that normally, and no one else has lights on at 3:30 in the morning, but while I wouldn't call it daylight by any means, it definitely wasn't night...light.
It's a fun experience shoveling the driveway while it's still snowing. First off the snow was silent and muffling, and there wasn't any wind, which means that despite the fact that the snow was settling down (on the roads, grass, your head) at a very fast rate, it wasn't actually noticeable. Until you get to the bottom of your driveway with a feeling of accomplishment...and look back up to see that the asphalt is no longer visible where you started. But I still pride myself on the fact that the snow on our driveway was thinner than the snow on everyone else's driveway. Which is my excuse for not helping mom and sibs when they shoveled in the daytime after the snow stopped.
*.Snow day = probably shouldn't be driving, ruined plan, made new plans, ruined new plans, hour long conversation while driving. Robots.*
Okay. NEXT TIME. Definitely next time will be KHR. Not by popular demand or anything. Just because.