The yyyyyyys of snow 4

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Y-1 – Why don’t we expect snow in Boston?
Y-2 – Why do weathercasters whip themselves into a froth over any sign of precipitation?
Y-3 – Why were people surprised at said snow storm when aforementioned weathercasters had been predicting it for at least two days?
Y-4 – Why do people drive in a Boston winter with gas tanks near empty?
Y-5 – Why will some people never take the T even in the middle of a crazy storm or better yet before the storm hits so they can’t keep their arses off the road?
Y-6 – What happened to the enterprising youth of yore who made “mad” money helping shovel neighbors and strangers during snow storms?
Y-7 – Why did I get rid of my snow boots before I replaced them?
Y-8 – Why does the ghost of the blizzard of ’78 still linger in ’07?
Y-9 – Why ask why?

I wasn’t dreaming of a white Christmas but I knew it was a possibility because, hello, I live in Boston.  It’s December.  It’s s’posed to be some combinations of cold, icy, or snowy.

A snowstorm is a good excuse to bake an apple pie (because calories consumed during snowstorms don’t count), make hot chocolate, read a trashy book, watch a stupid movie, snuggle and make love.

Let’s be prepared next time.  O-tay?

About Candelaria Silva

Candelaria Silva-Collins is a marketing, community outreach and programming consultant; writer; and trainer/facilitator who lives in Boston, Massachusetts. She has designed and facilitated workshops on a wide variety of topics including communication, facilitation, job search skills, team building, and parenting issues. She currently coordinates the Community Membership Program of the Huntington Theatre Company. Her work as Director of ACT Roxbury was profiled in several publications, including The Creative Communities Builders Handbook. Candelaria’s children’s stories, short stories, essays and reviews have been published in local and national publications and she is an active blogger. Her publications include the booklets, Handling Rejection; Pushing through Shyness: Networking Tips when You’re Shy, Slow to Warm Up or Just don’t Feel you Belong; and Real Questions about Sex & Relationships for Teens: A Discussion Guide for Parents. She has served on the boards of Goddard College, Wheelock Family Theatre, Boston Foundation for Architecture, and Discover Roxbury. She is currently Chair, Designators of the Henderson Foundation.

4 thoughts on “The yyyyyyys of snow”

  • Paula R

    It never failed to amaze me how New England could never correctly budget for snow-removal services. Every year, it seemed that upon the very first flake, the snowplows and sanders were out on the road. But in January, the budget ran out, and you’d be lucky to find even a shovel at the hardware store. So, I moved to Texas, where it doesn’t snow.

    But even here, there are crazy drivers. Once a year there is an ice storm, and the city shuts down. Literally. Businesses close, the governor says “Don’t go outside unless you drive an ambulance,” and still there are crazy people driving around. Unlike Boston where you learn to drive even when the streets aren’t plowed (see above for budget cuts), nobody knows what to do with ice. There aren’t any snow plows or sanders, yet still people get in their cars and slip-slide down the street. So, a nice winter pastime here in Texas is to listen to the traffic report on the radio during an ice storm.

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