"it won't be long before we'll all be there with snow-oh."
By the way. John (dear boy) left for work around 11AM. So. Because I always sleep way too late, I took a shower alone in a house full of hammer-happy maniacs.
That was my ever-so-melodramatic lead-in to this awesome memory I had in the shower...
When my numb hands went under the water, they got that burning feeling little hands get when put near a heater after playing in the snow. My family used to have this big, ugly, wood-burning heater that took up, like, 1/4 of the room. When my sister and I would come in from playing in the snow, which didn't happen all that often, we'd put our mittens and/or gloves (depending on the year) on top of it to dry off. There's nothing like the smell of snowy wool gloves drying on top of a stove. We'd change clothes, then both squeeze into the big arm chair beside the heater, sideways, so our feet would dangle in front of the heat.
I wanna make a snow angel.
That was my ever-so-melodramatic lead-in to this awesome memory I had in the shower...
When my numb hands went under the water, they got that burning feeling little hands get when put near a heater after playing in the snow. My family used to have this big, ugly, wood-burning heater that took up, like, 1/4 of the room. When my sister and I would come in from playing in the snow, which didn't happen all that often, we'd put our mittens and/or gloves (depending on the year) on top of it to dry off. There's nothing like the smell of snowy wool gloves drying on top of a stove. We'd change clothes, then both squeeze into the big arm chair beside the heater, sideways, so our feet would dangle in front of the heat.
I wanna make a snow angel.
Labels: apartment., atlanta., childhood.
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