flashback

As I sit in my bed, currently in a sweatshirt and running shorts, as my first ever college snow day begins, I am reminiscing about what it would be like to be a kid again. Yen and I woke up this morning, looked outside, and jumped out of bed to check our phones and email to see if classes were cancelled for the day. I seriously felt like a little kid, who always gets really excited when there is snow on the ground because you know that the day will consist of your mom's cooking, hot chocolate, sledding, snowmen, and best friends. Basically, college snow days are the same, minus mom's cooking + west end. There are no days like snow days. When Yen and I got the email saying that classes were cancelled, we were ecstatic, or about as ecstatic as we could have been at 9 a.m. We both went back to bed until 11:30 and then woke up and somehow started talking about elementary school. It was probably the fact that I was drinking a juice box this morning, but that is beside the point. We talked about trading lunches, birthday parties, goodie bags from birthday parties, birthday cupcakes that our moms would bring to school lunches for our birthdays, Chuck E Cheese, and first crushes. Oh the days of elementary school. When all of our problems could be solved with Dunk-a-roos and the Spice Girls. When we did not have to worry about tests, money, relationship issues, ignorance, cruelty, or the real world. Those were the days.

So, on this snow day, I challenge you to remember what it was like when the world was great - when our biggest dilemma was what and with whom we were going to play with next. I know that I am going to enjoy today, even though I have to study for a test that I have on Monday. But for now, I am going sledding with Brigid - best snow day ever.