I woke up this morning to an inch of snow. Yesterday I was thinking to myself about how wonderful it was to finally be walking my dog with sneakers again because all the snow and ice had melted. I must have jinxed it.
I’ve written about Hoth before in a Haiku but it always comes to the forefront of my mind when winter slams Massachusetts. We live in a funny area of MA, closer to the coast, but not too close. We’re on this dividing line where forecasters will often say, “West of I-495 should expect to see 6” or more of snow, whereas East of I-495 will see around 2-4”,” or vice versa depending on if it’s a land storm or a coastal storm. But we are at that weird dividing line of I-495 so we never know what we are going to get. Today is only an inch but tomorrow is 4-9” depending on what part of Massachusetts you live. I would prefer 0” but it looks like I have no say in this matter.
My husband and I always thought we’d move out of here since we despise the winters. But having family so close when you have children changes everything; I can’t imagine not living near our families now that we have ARM.
I think I just need to reframe my thinking, to go along with my New Year’s resolution to be more positive. Every time I complain about snow I can think, “At least it’s not Hoth.” Think about it – Hoth didn’t have any trees or greenery to be seen. It was pretty desolate. At least I have trees to look at and I don’t have to wear jackets indoors (ever notice how everyone in the Rebellion is wearing their jackets within Echo Base?). It’s like when I had finals in college and was stressed. I would say to myself, “At least the fate of the world doesn’t depend on me dropping a mind-twisting ring into Mt. Doom at Mordor.” Do not think I’m joking. I said that to myself at the end of every semester.
Okay, bring on the snowstorm! At least it’s not Hoth.
In other news – I’m hosting my first annual Star Wars party in February. I can’t believe it took me this long to make it an annual party. I can’t stand the month of February. It’s cold, there’s a lot of snow, and Valentine’s Day is stupid. Now I have a reason to be more positive! I’m going to host a Star Wars party every February. I’m trying to make it as chill as possible…open to anyone, light food, some alcohol and drinks, and one game.
Guess what the game is!
(Pun!) The attendees have to guess what movie I am going to pick. If they guess right, they get a prize. Yup, no one knows what we’re watching until the day of. This gives me a bit of a manic glee (probably similar to what General Hux experienced as Starkiller Base was charged by the sun) as I love having other people in suspense over something I control.
You guys are welcome to guess too and I’ll also send you a prize if you guess correctly. But you won’t get the prize until after February 11th…
Have a great weekend everyone. I’m working on my books of 2016 post and I’m hoping to be more active here in 2017. Xoxo.