Jessica's Blog

While enjoying a far too rare walk/talk with a couple good friends last week, a sad truth came to light.

I was mentioning that my sister in law had to leave work in Chicago in time to get her kids and get home before the next snow storm got bad.  She's been getting slammed with way too much snow.  I know it's bad because my sis in law never complains, so for her to offhandedly mention that they really had had enough.... well..

The girlfriends nodded.

Remember having to stop for mother nature?  Remember needing to get home before the snow hit?  Remember avidly watching weather and dopler updates in order to get dressed or plan your day?

Yeah, I am a San Francisco, California native, but I have a few years in Ohio and Colorado under my belt.  I have to say I miss stopping for Mother Nature.  We get all into such a rush around here.... NOTHING but nothing hits the brakes on this place.  It rains and there are a bajillion accidents on the highways because no one wants to slow down.  I'm sure they require chains in the Sierras not so much due to the snow, but because it's the only way to get Californians to SLOW THE HECK DOWN!  I never saw chains on cars in CO, or OH.

Remember getting snowed in?  Remember calling in to work simply to say "Sorry, can't get out.  Can't find my car... I see the antenna, but it's been plowed under and only emergency vehicles are allowed out."

The girlfriends nodded.  But then Melissa perked up  and offered, "Oh!  No no.... what about the black outs?  Remember the rolling blackouts that darkened the valley and shut down businesses a day here and a day there?"

Aha.... oh, yes.  I did remember that.  De Anza College had no power so I went to Apple and took a nap on Hubby's couch instead of going to Bio.

"Oh... shyeah, right.  'Gee,.... I better go home now, because my place is on a different grid and I just may have connectivity there!!!'"  Tonya reminded us....

*groan*  oh, yeah....

And we codemonkey wives continued our stroll on the perfect spring popping path.

Yup.

I had my first sick day!  Or, part of a sick day.  I still took part in the morning "get 'em out the door" rush, and was on time for all pick ups... but for the first time in five and half years: I was sick.  I was home, alone... not caring for three kids!

I actually stayed in bed and slept while ill for the first time in  years.

It was six hours of blissful sickness.

And yes, I know how that must sound, but until you've been a full time stay at home mom of three kids... you'll just have to take my word for it.