Alabama is getting cold weathers now. That's not the first winter for it to happen in March, but it's the first when it comes when it was warming up. We have frost, but not snow! But I can recall a literal blizzard (hi) that came in back in 1993. It was a month my little brother have to be rushed into the emergency room across several counties because of his seizures that prevented him from catching his breath. Two babies was there then. One live..one died...one family prayed that their son don't die. I remembered...I was at my dad's mom house. It was snowing and I wanted to go play outside. Grandma is too scared for me to be out there. I pout and moan as I watch the neighbors build a big snowman and have snow fights. I'm stuck in the house with my drawing paper and hoping and praying that my brother be okey. When grandma heard the news that one of the baby has died, I thought it was my brother, I went to my room and buried my head in the pillow. She later said that he was okey and finally crying. I didn't move..kept my head in the pillow. I was relieved but feel sad that the other baby died, but I don't want her to see that I was crying. She asked me what was wrong? I just said I wanted to play in the snow. But it didn't move her to let me out. As a grandma she just gave me dessert and I went back to drawing. By the time my parents came back, most of the snow had melted away. What was still on the ground was ice and too hard to play with. Still, when we got home along with my brother, me and my dad went out with a cam recorder and had fun with what's left. We walked the country side and marveled at the new scenery. A foreign yet familiar world covered in snow...

AND THIS IS WHEN I FAILED TO MAKE A SNOW ANGEL!!

I never heard of a snow angel and my dad wanted me to make a snow angel in the snow. He gave me instructions to how to make one. I followed...but not the way he intended. I jumped face first into the snow and moved my arms up and down....vertically. So you have a humorous display which is immortalize til I have kids and my parents get to show them..how dad puts it. "make a snow angel from scratch". For what's recorded, it appeared that I was humping the snow.

It never did snow like that til more than a decade later. I was at my work place when mounts was bulldozed into giant piles. Who said that I can't work and play? I ran up the snow mounts and ran down. I didn't bother building a snowman though....or did I?

What was I on about again? I wanted to talk about something but it sort of slip my mind.