Snow days are really rare at my university. So rare, in fact, that the one we had last year broke a nearly forty year streak of never once cancelling classes due to weather.
So imagine our surprise when, amidst a 14.1 inch snowfall overnight, the university emailed us to say we were getting a snow day the next day (Monday/yesterday) for the second year in a row.
There was screaming. There was jumping up and down. There was quite possibly a massive dance party with my roommates in our living room that left me more exhausted than most workouts.
Yesterday morning I lay in bed for a while, reading All the Bright Places (by the way: as good as everyone says), then did some work (because even when classes are cancelled, there is work to be done), then finally got up for real and had Belgium waffles and peppermint tea with Hannah, cozy in our PJs with the snow blowing outside our windows and the apartment building quiet around us.
After breakfast, we got bundled up in a billion layers, threw on Hogwarts scarves (Ravenclaw for me; Gryffindor for her) and went to meet another friend outside her apartment. (We’ll call her Oxford Friend.) The city was quiet–a lot of stores and restaurants closed due to the storm–and coated in a clean layer of white. The three of us walked from there across campus to the Arb.
If you don’t know U of M well, the Arb (short for Nichols Arboretum) is a massive park full of woods and fields and hills, bordered on one side by the Huron River and absolutely gorgeous. We hiked through the snowy paths for a while and stopped to watch geese on the river, climb a snow-covered stack of logs, and throw snow at one another (multiple times).
At one end of the Arb, we found a bunch of people sledding on a hill, including a friend whose group had bought an inner tube and made a jump out of the snow. We took turns going down on the inner tube, then Hannah, Oxford Friend, and I walked back to our apartment and ordered a ton of Chinese food and grilled cheese and made soup and nachos (because who needs to be healthy when it’s a snow day).
Our other roommates sat down with us, another friend came over, and we watched Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone then Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets back to back. (We’d been marathoning Harry Potter all weekend, but we started with Prisoner of Azkaban, because we’re reading that for fantasy lit class right now. So the snow day gave us the chance to go back and watch the first two, too.)
Lying in bed last night, I couldn’t get over how lucky I was: To live in such a wonderful place, to have such wonderful friends, and to get a snow day at all. It was basically as perfect as a day can get.
If you got pounded by the blizzard the past few days as well, I hope you’re staying warm and safe and having fun with the snow, too.
Talk to you tomorrow!