The snow is here, and classes this afternoon were cancelled. Like a lot of students, I have mixed feelings about school closure. Around this time of year, every minute seems to count as far as studying and paper writing is concerned, so having access to the library is pretty essential. It's also disappointing when you take two buses to get to the university, and they close campus down once you get there. Also, why do they wait until the snow has stopped falling to cancel? I don't know how they determine when to close campus, but from my point of view, it seems rather arbitrary.
On the other hand, snow is fun, and it's a good time to curl up on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate. I don't know why, but since childhood, I've had this snow tradition of eating a bowl of snow with syrup. It's kind of ridiculous, but traditions are important. Every year I would go and get a bowl of snow, and every year my mother would try to dissuade me from eating it with threats of pollution and dirty snow, but I would do it anyway.
I'm not sure what it was like in Nanaimo this weekend, because I spent it in Ladysmith at my grandparents' place, but I imagine it was much the same. My grandparents were expecting a chair to be delivered to their house, but the delivery people called and said they couldn't get their truck up the hill to the house! It was fun being snowed in a little this weekend. My cousin and her husband came over and we watched old movies, and did some crafting. My grandmother tried to teach me how to knit again, but I don't know if it'll stick. She also made her famous plum pirogies, and I ate too many, and fell asleep on the living room floor. A perfect weekend to be sure!