Snow Day 2010

So as kid, at every snowflake, hint of snowflake, rumor of snowflake, we would tune into local radio station WSUS for the much anticipated announcement of the closings/delayed openings. We even made up rituals, like you had to do your homework and wear your pajamas inside-out, or any other superstition that would help it to snow and close school for the day.


After college I thought snow-days were behind me, living in the city and riding public transportation really eliminated the possibility of closings. But thanks to “Snowmageddon” 2010 my work closed the day before and I was able to re-live those glorious snow days of yore. I am proud to say that I did our Snow Day correctly; slept in, lounged around the apartment, and then went to Prospect Park for a snowball fight and sledding. I haven’t sledded since middle school (? Maybe). The house I grew up in had this great slope in the front yard that was perfect for sledding. I had this orange toboggan sled that after we set up a couple of tracks whipped down the yard until you were thrown into the snow mound made by the plows. Sitting, kneeling, standing, on our stomachs, forwards, backwards; and then we got Snow Tubes (round, inflatable sleds) so that we could go down spinning. And while I’m not ancient at 25 or anything, it’s really nice to get that feeling back, the wind in your face, sliding, and then crashing spectacularly. I even had a passerby comment “I could hear that wop from here” after I tried to ski-sled down the little hill we were using in the park.