t(w)o children of the sun began to awake...

in the world of irony in which i reign (honestly, there can be but only one queen of ironyville, so bow before me now, my most loyal subjects...), here's the scene:

morning in the house. it's cold, windy and anxious because honestly, i'm pretty sure my worse fears are about to come true.

television remote pried away from the cold, steely grip of a five year old under the spell of baby looney tunes. quickly switch over to the local news station and three pairs of eyes transfix themselves to the scroll at the bottom of the screen, filled with countless updates of closings and delays that those of us here in pioneer village expect (good thing pa rigged the wagon and braved it to the general store for that new fangled peanut butter stuff a couple days ago).

then suddenly cheers erupt from one side of the throne room while slowly, accepting the defeat i knew was in the air, my own cold steely grip loosens and the remote slips from my hand, clattering to the pioneer cabin floor.

no school.

for the second day.

actually, for the third. monday was a scheduled day off before this blizzard hit my state like a crack whore with the nerve to try and steal from her connection.

that's right. the news is actually calling this a blizzard. i can't recall at any point in the recent past that i've braved an actual blizzard. but all the interstates are shut down. schools everywhere are closed. cripes, even the shopping malls (or town centers, as the uppity pioneers call their general store) are closed.

this is serious business, folks.

and my kids are taking it as such. up at the crack of dawn, they'll be in perpetual motion from now until they are led, pleading for their lives, to bed hours later today. so now it's my job to entertain them, and honestly, now three days into this conflict, this constant barrage for snacks and crayons and baking and games and forlorn cries of "we don't know what to do now," and the plaintive cries that signal either injury or madness, i'm at a loss.

beat. nearly defeated. i need my own snow day.

emphasis on "own."

because honestly, with the weekend looming ahead and the wind and snow still whipping around outside, i have to say watch out now...

my royal court will be spending their days with a woman unkind.

i just don't smoke the stuff, but damn if won't drink all the wine.

not to worry any of my cali contingency out there who may think i'd show up on their door after braving the elements to cross the prairie to get to them, but when you taunt me with your "lows in the mid 30s" and sunny skies, i'm damn tempted to book a flight and head straight to a beach.

except you can't get off the ground when you live in blizzardtown. so this song, which i always kind of dug, will have to suffice.

unless you really want me there. someone told me there was a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.