Blizzard Distractions
The Blizzard of DC (2010) is over. I’m actually rather wistful. I loved the deserted streets, the chance to cross-country ski, the lack of people. Ok, yes, one and three are basically the same. Chalk it up to the agoraphobe in me. Men were yelling to each other as I walked home for lunch today, and I cringed inwardly. Why, oh! why must there be…um…people?
In honor of the blizzard, and the cabin fever that it engendered, I offer my list of activities if one is snowed in:
1. Read. A lot.
2. Cultivate your love affair with On Demand. Become quickly disenchanted. Nonetheless, contemplate watching Aladdin, since, you know, you haven’t actually watched it since 1990 or so.
3. Cross country ski. I loved this, if it weren’t for all the pesky cars, which insisted on driving on my ski paths, otherwise known as streets. I really need to live in the (snowy) country, to take advantage of skiing more often. Bliss.
4. Bake extraneous things. Because you can. Case in point: hazelnut pie. Kind of like pecan pie, but more, you know, hazelnutty. Feed to your husband, since you don’t have much of a sweet tooth.
5. Continue to go into work, as you live only four blocks away. Silently curse that you live only four blocks away, and irrationally dream of living in Rockville. Feel smug for being such a good worker bee.
6. Dig out your car, and silently (or not) curse the people that will inevitably take your spot tomorrow when hubby goes out to teach. Try to be philosophical about it and remember that shoveling is good exercise.
7. Have your reservations at top restaurants canceled. Seriously, Rasika, you couldn’t hack a tiny little blizzard? I was really looking forward to your palak chat. You’re dead to me. (Ok, not really. I love me some palak chat.) Still, I’m glad that Komi isn’t until next weekend.
That’s it. That’s all I’ve got: 7. Blizzard of 2010, you really deserve so much more. Sorry. But I’ve got a sidecar waiting for me, and 30 Rock looming on the horizon. Until next time, with warmest snowiest wishes.
Howard van der Sluis said,
February 12, 2010 at 2:21 pm
Robin, you are the yang to my yin. I cannot survive without a constant flow of people, like blood, keeping me nourished and oxygenated. Interrupt that flow, and I die within minutes. But the snow was ok for me this time because, for the first time since we’ve lived here, we could actually SEE the people who live in our neighborhood. I have literally gone weeks without ever seeing a single neighbor, but in the snow, they were all out shoveling and talking. Ahhhhh…. I think I talked to a hundred people this week!
I wish I had some cross country skis so I could talk to even more people.