There's no people like SNOW people

Jan 27, 2008 21:10

In the morning I had a half-dream, half-fantasy about having magical powers and when I turned on an enlarger for making photographs, I could magically travel into wherever the photo was taken. Then I fell back asleep and was woken up an hour later by Lucy jumping on me to find out that it was snowing! The city looks magical in the snow. So we went to Sean's and threw snowballs at his window, but to no avail because he's a ridiculously heavy sleeper. So we went to Washington Park for a while. It was a crowded zoo of elementary schoolers and their parents sledding down the hill or building snowmen or even builing the biggest snowball ever, with a diameter of about four feet. We posed next to someone's abandoned snowman and observed a family of cross-country skiers skiing across the pristine white basketball court. Then, realizing that we were cold and wet and wanting hot chocolate but having no money to go to a cafe, we decided to use Sean's spare key to let ourselves into his house. When we got around to his back door, his cat, Two Face, was meowling away at the door, also cold and wet. We saw this as an omen telling us to go ahead and go into the house. We fished the spare key out of its designated rubber garden shoe, unlocked the door, and headed in. I tiptoed over to the couch, more in an attempt to keep the snow from the bottoms of my pantlegs from getting on the carpet than to be silent. Curled up under a bundle of blue-striped blankets on the couch was a motionless lump with brown hair and glasses sticking out that I knew was Sean.

"Sean?" I called out tentatively. "It's a snow day!"
"It's a Sunday," I heard Lucy mutter from the entryway.
"Yeah, so what. It's still a day, and there's still snow, so it's still a snow day," I said.
"Mmmmpphhhgghh," said the lump that was Sean.

After a minute he got up and, still bundled in his blue blanket, walked sleepily into the kitchen. He looked out the window.

"Oh, look, it's snowing!"
Lucy and I raised our eyebrows at each other.

He built a fire and after an almost-disaster because the chimney wasn't open, we all curled up on the couch with blankets and hot chocolate. Sean read the Sunday comics.

"What's happening to Luann today?" I asked.
"I think she's pregnant," Sean replied, completely deadpan.
"Oh shut up," Lucy said.

Thea came in with a badass green snowsuit from the '70's that made her look like a super badass Power Ranger, and made me want to get my own and go for a snow romp. So, good snow day.

My mom says the snow advisory is until four in the afternoon tomorrow. It's been snowing on and off here, and my mom's school has already been cancelled. At first, when I woke up, I was freaked out about losing a day of studying for my finals, but now I realize that there will probably [read: hopefully, and if not I am going to kill some bitches] be a snow day tomorrow, which actually would mean I'd gain an extra half-day of studying. Not that a snow day should ever be used to study, but in this case it's going to have to be that way. Just for now. Next weekend it is all going to be over. Read: better.

wishes, dreams, sean, park, epic quests, lucy, conversations

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