You take them both and there you have the facts of life, the facts of life.
Zach and I almost died on Sunday. Well, I suppose that is a bit melodramatic. We probably only came close to ruining my car which for me is like a small death (not the good kind*). We were driving home from my grandma's on Sunday. A day that promised no snow, rain or sleet of any kind. A day that weather.com (may they burn in hell) said would be partly cloudy. Turns out they were wrong. It was 6-8 inches of snowing is what it was. And it was doing that while Zach and I were trying to get home. He was driving and kept us alive although there was a moment in which we almost didn't make it up a hill and were losing traction. Had I been driving we would have died. It was a nice 6 - 6 1/2 hour trip. A trip that usually takes about 3 1/2 hours at most. And we spent about the last 2 1/2 hours of that trip 15 miles from the house. It's always better if you can almost see where you live, but can't get there. There's a real feeling of hopelessness that just steals over you and makes you feel alive. So good.
So the weather is the bad. That's the truth. Ice storms, blizzards, unpredicted "surprise" snow, and apparently today about 6-12 inches more. I hate the weather here. And the lie about the sunshine doesn't really make me happy either. Our advisors said, "oh, yeah, it's sunnier there AND it doesn't snow as much as State College." Huh. Really? Well, that's just a big, big fat lie.
But, you can also take the good. Because as I have mentioned about 100 times in conversation and correspondence, I'm finally with my people. I don't like making small talk with people I know. I mean, c'mon, let's just get to the good stuff. But I love making small talk with strangers. I love that this morning I had about an 8 minute conversation with the Starbucks girl. We agreed that today was going to be a good day, she let me pay with pennies and she laughed at my joke about dexterity and gloves. It was fantastic. And where else can you get a ride home with a person that you just rear-ended in an accident? Apparently the Starbucks girl is super nice because after the guy behind her hit her car on Sunday (during the stupid stupid snow storm), he asked if he could have a ride back to school and she said she. I really, really love that after hitting her he felt comfortable enough to bum a ride. Oh, that's just so great.
And finally, the somewhere in between. Today on the way to work I walked by a toy store that had a sign in the window that said, "Pooping Pigs - Temporarily sold out" with rather graphic dripping font and a censored sign over the rear of the pig. This is disturbing to me on two levels:
1. The fact that pooping pig toys of some sort (not really sure what form this toy takes...one would assume pig form complete with poop) even exist. That's just weird, why was this a marketing plan?
2. But the more disturbing fact is that not only is this a marketing plan, but apparently it is a highly successful one. Not only are they selling pooping pigs, but they are sold out. That means that pigs that poop are so "poopular" (ha ha, yes!) they can't keep them on the shelves. That just seems really hard to believe. But there you have it.
Enjoy your day. Just remember the Starbucks girl and I have decided that today is going to be a good day. So go out there and achieve your dreams!
* 25 points to you if you get that reference
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