An…odd evening

Have you ever had one of those days?  It wasn’t bad, not by any stretch of the imagination.  It was just odd.  We did wake up to snow,  a light dusting.  It looked like it had been going for about a half hour or so and had been sticking from the beginning because the ground was already freezing.  We got up and checked the school reports to see if the Edmonds district was closed or delayed.  A two hour delay in that district closes Harry’s preschool.

I also checked my blog and Facebook only to find some amusing results.  Even though my post last night was supposed to be a satirical take on the weather coverage, I embedded it in a post that started out like any other political post.  Well, I got a comment from a Facebook friend who was in agreement with my support of public employee unions.  Then I got the following comment directly on my post:

you don’t give a damn about my freedom. If you knew what public schools were like and you still support them then you are absolutely a socialist!!! SCREW THE UNIONS!!!
I want MY freedom and if it means firing all the socialist teachers by breaking their union powers then SO BE IT.

Now, I don’t know this person so I replied with congratulations on capturing the satirical tone of my post and on the quality of his “crazy Tea Party rant.  I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not, but his lack of response makes me think that he was my very first Crazy Tea Party commenter.  I found it ironic that of all the liberal opinions that I post, the gag post was the one that drew out a Tea Partier.  I think it means that I also need to rethink my comedic styling. 

Now, on with the morning.  We decided that, rather than having my mom drop Harry at preschool, he would just go to work with Alissa and she would run him up to the school, which remained open.  We all got to our respective destinations without incident (aside from Harry sending me an email).  Well, the snow stopped and began melting, but the weather forecast hung over the day like a Sword of Damocles.  The whole region had one ear to the radio and an eye on exterior windows waiting for the first tell-tale snowflakes that would convince employers and employees alike that the forecast was for real and that the commute was going to be an ice encrusted nightmare  unless people went home early.   

Well, during all this, my co-workers started cooking their lunches…at lunch time, oddly enough.  Today, despite a cold, everything smelled incredible and I found myself wanting to cook.  That would not happen unless the tax office closed, but there was no word on that front. 

Ultimately, before the snow resumed, we were given permission to leave an hour early, so I did, just as the snow was starting up again.  There was still no word from the tax office, so I decided to gamble and park on the street as if I would  be in for the evening. It was the right call, as my manager told me that I didn’t need to go in. 

I set about making a makeshift version of Easy Indian Butter Chicken.  After dinner, I played  with the kids until Harry suddenly imploded.   Alissa handled him, and I put Annie to bed.  Well, first, while reading a Caillou book in which a zookeeper says that she thinks a baby rhino is as “cute as a button”,Annie said “Like me?”  It’s the second time that’s happened.  I had taken to singing Mary Had a Little Lamb to her and substituting her name for Mary.  Well, now she insists that I sing “Mary and Annie.”

Eventually, we got both kids to bed, and Alissa and I settled down to watch “The Muppet Show” on DVD.  Annie found this interesting and came out to investigate.  Harry saw this and came out as well, rattling off about ten ideas about what Annie might be doing up.  Then he offered to put her back to bed.  That went as well as one might expect.  Ultimately, we had to leave Annie laying bed crying and then talking to herself…so much so that Harry (who generally is…um…dominant in conversation) complained that all Annie’s talking was keeping him awake.

Eventually, Alissa and I decided that the Muppet Show was fraught with too much risk of the kids waking up.  So we watched The Daily Show. 

Oh yeah, Snomageddon?  Not so much.

‘Night Everyone!


About Andrew

I'm a Christian, American, liberal, geeky, thoughtful, Northwest-transplanted Angeleno husband, father, and pundit who writes about anything he can think of.
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