I was born in a blizzard, and I have now come to realize that this was an omen for birthdays to come. I had many an elementary school party canceled because of snow. I was stranded in NYC once when my husband and I went to see Wicked. I got stuck shoveling my sister’s driveway one year when we went to tour D.C. So I am aware that snow and February 10th go hand in hand. But nothing—absolutely nothing—can compare to the “Snowpocalypse,” “Snowmaggedon,” or “Unusually Large Snowstorm” (as The Daily Show said) that occurred yesterday.
All of my sad little birthday messages from friends and family were like, “Hope you’re not shoveling on your birthday!” “Hope you asked for a blizzard for your birthday!” or “Snow My God! It’s your birthday!”
So what do you do when your area is blanketed with 17 inches of snow on top of the 56 inches you’ve already gotten this winter? Well, I’ll show you. But first a moment of silence for the birthday plans that should’ve been…
Here’s What I Had Planned to Do Yesterday For My Birthday:
Eat an awesome brunch in a South Philly restaurant that usually has a 45 minute wait.
Visit my new house, which is still under construction but which might have our bathroom tiles now installed.
Shop for cute antiques to put in said new house by perusing the store’s on Pine Street.
And finally have a romantic dinner at Buddakhan with a charming candle placed in my fancy dessert.
Here’s What I Actually Did on My Birthday:
Made up for a lost day at the gym by shoveling snow that weighed more than I do.
Danced on top of a snowdrift compiled by all the snow we shoveled.
Took time to read the paper.
Attempted to make a snow angel only to realize despite gym efforts my legs could not push that much snow.
So there you have it! This will truly, unmistakably, be a birthday I will never forget. And thanks to “Those Who Will House Me ‘Til Then” for the special birthday breakfast and the candles in the cranberry bread. We’ll make up for the lost festivities this weekend!
POP CULTURE RANT: The Oscars
Anyone else think it’s beyond silly that there are 10 movies up for Best Picture? The cartoon Up is nominated? And The Blind Side? Really? Now, I’m not doubting these are good movies. But best of the year? It kind of takes the prestige out of the nomination if nine of your closest friends get nominated too. Don’t get me wrong, I typically am not a fan of any of the movies nominated for Oscar’s Best Picture. But I can still appreciate the quality of the film and the style of movie associated with such an honor. We have the Golden Globes to recognize the best comedies, and the MTV Awards to recognize the best blockbusters. Leave the Oscars to the indie films, like ‘em or not they deserve it.
Love the photo essay. hilarious!