i love snow storms. i’ve been craving one really amazing storm this year. unfortunately, it seems to be coming at a crappy time.
saturday is the date my family is throwing my bridal shower. unfortunately, it is also the day that we are potentially cleaning out from the giant snow storm strangely named nemo. the event is scheduled for mid morning and the logical thing to do is to devise a plan b. i’m annoyed. and sad. and also incredibly amused.
i’m annoyed because well, seriously, snow. you couldn’t have timed this a day earlier or later??
i’m sad because certain people are not going to be able to make it because of travel and i will miss them not being there. especially those persons i’m missing terribly not being around lately.
and amused because well, it makes sense. the story goes that my mom’s bridal shower was a surprise. my dad took her to some hall in downtown hartford and the shower was on the second floor. my mom took one look in that room, saw all the people, and turned around and booked it down the stairs and onto the street. mind you, this was likely in january or december so it was probably cold and possibly snowy. and there’s my mom freaking out running down the street with my dad chasing her. all of this is unbelievably hilarious to me.
and because of that, it seems logical that my shower would have chaos attached.
i mean, i’d rather not be making a phone tree and trying to move the location or date. but it is what it is, right?
today is an exercise in mindfulness. and just taking each moment as it comes. i mean, i’d rather the snow storm now and not during the actual wedding?