Those of you who know me are aware that my home state--while known for weather--is usually not one you'd think of for snow. http://newsok.com/storms/

However, as I'm working on forming a new life in New England, one of my first lessons has been the weather. This is aside from coffee-syrup...thank you Millers!(http://www.xanga.com/miller_schloss http://www.matthewmarkmiller.com)

First order of business upon deciding to stay: ask for coats to be sent from home via UPS.

So, this morning, I peeked out my window to see a lovely blanket of snow covering the pine trees outside, and smiled, thinking I could roll over and go back to sleep...surely the schools were closed, right??

Nope.

Instead, I bundled my little Southwestern-self into a scarf and headed out to warm up the car. (My aunt, with whom I am staying, is a high school sign-language interpreter and she has graciously allowed me the use of her car. Downside: I gotta drive her to school--in the snow.)

I don't think Oklahoma even has snow ploughs! I'm almost positive we drive them in from Kansas when there is an occasional blizzard. Here, apparently, the local government has decided to use resources untapped in the Great Plains to its benefit. I saw a Ford truck (of which we have plenty...thanks, Texas) with a Boston Red Sox sticker on the back and a makeshift road-scraper on the front blithely swishing snow onto the curbs. Nice.

Adaptation is a beautiful thing. Should be interesting to see what happens when winter actually hits.