I’ve lived in Ohio most of my life so the insane weather here is nothing new. As a kid it was a special kind of excitement to wake up to the world covered in thick white snow; every inch of your skin shacking with hopeful excitement for the magic words “snow day!”
Even in college the snow created a similar effect; bundling up and flying outside for a snowball fight and snow angels, coming back inside soaked and freezing to tea and a movie. Those were some of my favorite college memories cuddled up on the cushie couches in the Phi Mu suite watching Disney movies and laughing.
Now snow just means putting away my cute shoes, getting up extra early, and a decreased life radius; I basically never leave my county. Today however was a little something special.
Ohio was being hammered all afternoon by snow. So by the time I left work the roads were totally covered. I put my Jeep into four wheel drive and headed home like nothing was going on, much slower then usual, but I never slipped once. I passed the tracks of cars that went into the ditch, cars skidding backwards down a hill, cars spinning in place, even bikers getting back up after their bike slipped out from under them.
I had to keep telling myself not to jinx my luck and celebrate until I got home; seriously my car is incredable! I loved my old blazer but I think I’m a Jeep owner for the rest of my life.
So while snow days no long mean a free day to stay in pajama reading, watching movies, or outside playing in the snow I’m going to try and remember that snow used to be something to celebrate; even if it does just mean a chance to gloat over my vehicle awesomeness.
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Born in Denver Colorado January of 1988 I was instantly a daddy’s girl; I grew up handing him tools while he worked on vehicles, built porches, barns, shelves, or even our entire house. As I got older I went from handing him tools to using the tools. Not to brag but I am pretty strong, and I definitely know my way around a workshop.
Elementary and middle school my mother strongly suggested we play every sport for at least one year. Each sport was a miserable failure. I’m not athletically talented at all, but I swam, splayed softball, gymnastics, basketball, volleyball, and powder-puff football. I’m very competitive so keeping the bench warm wasn’t fun for me. At all.
4-H is where I ultimately found success. During my 10 years active in the organization, along with my younger sister, I showed turkeys (that was not pretty), hogs (totally rocked in showmanship), pigmy goats (the secret love of my life), and countless book projects including decorating, scrapbooking, and what led to a forever love of mine photography. I was named Tuscarawas County Jr. Fair Queen in 2006 and then placed 22nd in the Ohio State Fair Queen contest, not too shabby I don’t think. Not impressive; but also not dead last.
4th grade when we moved to Ohio I made a handful of girlfriends whom, to this day are wonderful cherished friends. Together we tanked at sports and excelled elsewhere. I am now Auntie Jamie to some of those friends beautiful children.
High school I stayed close to my well behaved friends, we immersed ourselves in clubs and ultimately preparing for college.
College. Ah college. I consider Ashland University my second home. I have never learned, grown, enjoyed so much as I did in the four years I spend at AU. I was the student senate historian, homecoming committee president, on hall counsel, and the most cherished extraordinary organization I was a part of, and still am and will forever be, is Phi Mu. I have never made a more life changing decision. I could go on for a year describing the things I learned and experience I gained; including making life long sisters, national involvement and impact, and just plain old good clean fun.
I graduated from Ashland May of 2012 with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Journalism with minors in history, applied writing, and digital media technology.
Today I am the research and development coordinator in the livestock and arborist divisions at Weaver Leather LLC. It’s a great stepping stone job.
Enough about me? Awesome, thanks!
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