NH's version of March Madness

Today's snowstorm (Yes, TODAY, March 28) moved us into second place. The competition is getting so close -- I don't know if I can handle the suspense. What competition you ask? Why, for the Snowiest Winter Ever Recorded. Seriously.

I am so sick of snow I can't stand the fact that our move to Tennessee is still 28 days away. Will we see any signs of Spring before we go? Better yet, will the snow even have melted before we go? I am actually hoping that it snows a measly 6 more inches so that at least I can complain about THE snowiest winter, and not the Second snowiest winter. Complaining about something that can truly be categorized as the worst (or best, if you are a lover of snow sports, which clearly I am not) of any particular category just sounds better.

I almost threw out my snowboots and down-filled coat recently, considering the fact that I was moving to a place where we will see only 10 inches of snow a year. Compare that to New Hampshire: We've seen over 10 FEET since Dec. 1st. Good thing I didn't throw out my boots. Or my coat. Samantha wants to go play in it, and I guess I'll let her, as she'll likely never see this much snow again in her life. Unless she goes on a mission to Norway.

Surprise Friend

I stayed out late after YW tonight talking with a new, but amazing friend. The timing is ironic, to say the least. Surprising, even. But the most surprising thing of all is that we are more similar than we are different.

Let me describe her so you can better understand my last statement. This friend is:

Gorgeous (me, not so much)
Thin (clearly, not me)
Really connects with the YW (have I really been out of high school that long?)
Creative (hmm..do my sad attempts at jewelry-making count?)
A fabulous mom to THREE kids (I limp along with ONE)

So, of course, when I met her I stood in awe of her, the way a high school geek is in awe of the valedictorian cheerleader.

She is also warm, kind, empathetic, and genuinely loves people. Above all that, she is a truly great person. Not just a good person who tries to do good things, but a truly Great person who struggles through the mud of life while doing Great things. And, like most Great people, she doesn't even know it.

So, even though she is so many things I am not, I am so grateful to have found her, ironic timing and all.