Snowed in? No problem.

Happy New Year! This week we’re talking about getting snowed in.

Having grown up in Iowa I have learned to prepare for snow days. By the time Halloween is here my chest freezer is stocked, my cupboards are full of canned goods, the bathrooms both are stocked with toiletries, fresh batteries are in the flashlights, the extra blankets on hand, and plenty of books and games fill the shelves. When the first snow flies, we’re prepared, there’s no need for me to run to the store to get anything and that’s the way I like it. So, when we do get snowed in, I don’t have to worry about anything.

When Jessica and Quinlan were itty bitty, we moved in with my sister. Our first winter at her house was mild but the second one was filled with lots of snow and ice storms. Now my sister lives on a hill and getting up and down it during the winter could be treacherous so there were a few times that winter when we were stuck in the house. One day that winter my older brother (who lived down the hill) walked up to the house. He spent the morning in the back yard. When he finally came in, he told my kids to bundle up and come on out. In the corner of the yard he had made them a mini igloo. They were absolutely delighted. They no longer minded being stuck in the house, I didn’t mind that there was no school since I could send them out to play, I could watch them from the kitchen window.

The year after Wyatt was born, we got snowed in at my parents’ house. We were there for two days before the roads were cleared but we didn’t mind at all. Having a big yard for the kids to play in helped. Outside we made snow angels and had snowball fights. We read a lot, watched movies, and simply enjoyed each other’s company.

This past November we had a day where we were snowed in. During the blizzard both of my teenagers were scheduled to work. My daughter called her boss and he told her she needed to come in. Bundled up we drove through it at about ten miles an hour to get her across town. Since we were in that neighborhood we stayed at my parents’ house until it was time to take Quinlan to work. Taking him to work should have only been an eight-minute drive, however that night it took us a little over thirty minutes. The roads had not been plowed at all, the wind was blowing at about 35 miles an hour (which is faster than I was driving), and the snow was coming down fast. We could barely see, yet we almost got sideswiped by the only other vehicle we saw on the road because he was impatient and decided to pass us. When I pulled up to his work, the manager ran out and told me to go ahead and take him home with me. He had forgotten that Quinlan was on the schedule otherwise he would have called to tell him not to come in at all. It took a bit to get the car out of the snowed in parking lot. Before we made it home, we had to get my daughter. Her manager decided to close early and since she was the only one who doesn’t live within walking distance, he sent her home first. From the time we left my parents’ house to the time we finally walked in to our house it was at least an hour.  The next day was spent playing board games, reading, baking, stitching, and watching movies. When its extra cold I find myself baking something as it helps to warm the house, the kids all love this as they’re in the kitchen sampling whatever it is that is coming out of the oven. Yahtzee was the game of choice that day, as Wyatt was just learning how to play and the teens didn’t want to play a longer game like Monopoly. Wyatt and I worked on Christmas gifts that we were making with plastic canvas. We had little Santa and reindeer kissy faces. Its so much fun to stitch with Wyatt. We put on a Christmas movie and stitched while we watched it.

December was pretty mild, but should we get snowed in this winter we’ll have plenty to keep us busy. What do you do to keep busy when you can’t get out?

About Angela Schroeder

Angela Schroeder is a single mother of three. She was born and raised in Iowa in a river town known for its pearl buttons. Having four siblings, she never lacked for someone to play with. As she grew older, she found herself pulled into books and writing more and more. Her parents are her heroes, her siblings her confidants and tormentors, and her children are a wonderful blessing. Church is important to her children and her. They enjoy the friendships they’ve made with the people there. Writing has always been a passion. Her first experience was in fifth grade when she went to a one-day writing conference. After that she knew it was something she wanted to pursue.
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6 Responses to Snowed in? No problem.

  1. Sorry about your harrowing experiences on the road.That is the only reason I dislike storms at all: the fact that many people have to get out on the road and it’s dangerous.
    I know that I have mentioned before that the wall oven in this house warms the place up nicely…which is why I never use it once the temps go past 70F.

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  2. Patricia Kiyono says:

    Driving in bad weather is scary. Schools cancel when buses can’t make it down the roads, but I worry about others trying to make it to their jobs.

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  3. Jeff Salter says:

    Your Iowa setting brings back some memories — from my sophomore year in Mt. Pleasant — but I’ll share those on Hound Day.
    That event when you had to drive hither and thither in the snow which had not yet been plowed… to deliver and/or pick up your kids from their jobs — sheesh! sounds nerve-wracking.
    Love the story about your brother making the igloo.


  4. Elaine Cantrell says:

    I don’t think I could drive in such bad weather. Where I live three or four flakes cancels everything.

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