tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post5000662082185580825..comments2023-03-29T03:58:39.259-07:00Comments on The Left Handed Rabbit: A Splendiferous SnowfallAnn-Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17514049768979005799noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-63917058133459791812007-02-15T07:36:00.000-08:002007-02-15T07:36:00.000-08:00I remember the HUGE falling out after the "bad" Se...I remember the HUGE falling out after the "bad" Senior trip, but I never heard what happened! Sounds pretty interesting...hmmm? <BR/><BR/>Yes, well the only thing worthwhile on our Senior trip (for me) was the visit to the newly opened (at that time) Holocaust Museum. My classmates were bored after a little while, but Mr. H. took me through the whole thing and told the rest of the class they could wait outside with Mrs. H if they wanted to. I've always been grateful to him for that. I was able to see the whole thing, and it made such an impact, that I'm really glad we "had" to go to D.C., so I guess it didn't turn out so bad after all!Ann-Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17514049768979005799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-77067079787596743132007-02-14T21:01:00.000-08:002007-02-14T21:01:00.000-08:00I SO remember the culottes over snowpants. Don't ...I SO remember the culottes over snowpants. Don't forget the leg warmers! Leg warmers were for the truly spiritual who wouldn't be caught dead in snow pants! <BR/><BR/>senior trip... You know it was my borther's class that runined it FOREVER. That is why we all had to go to DC from then on. They went to FL and came back having had way to much fun. <BR/><BR/>Oh and pictures of mixed swimming without the tshirt *giggle* <BR/><BR/>Talk to you later!mom2minehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15781753363255574208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-36656222716262494742007-02-14T15:53:00.000-08:002007-02-14T15:53:00.000-08:00Heidi - That NEVER would have happened at Berean -...Heidi - <BR/>That NEVER would have happened at Berean - the ski pants OR the Oregon ski trip. We had to go to Washington D.C. on our Senior trip or nothing. <BR/><BR/>Ah, good times, good times.Ann-Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17514049768979005799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-89397803498638633002007-02-14T11:35:00.000-08:002007-02-14T11:35:00.000-08:00I had to wear snowpants under coulottes for our sl...I had to wear snowpants under coulottes for our sledding activities with the church. Thankfully my parents did think that to be ridiculous. We were allowed on our Senior trip to wear ski pants BY THEMSELVES on the ski slopes in Oregon.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09137741638361291281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-10964546273823472542007-02-14T08:12:00.000-08:002007-02-14T08:12:00.000-08:00I, too, enjoy winter. "Sweatshirt weather" is my ...I, too, enjoy winter. "Sweatshirt weather" is my favorite, but there is nothing better than a fresh snowfall. Fond memories of making snow ice cream as a kid- tried to do it a few years back, but didn't turn out!!Jennittiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15940814128631474515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-89120559070268487862007-02-14T07:06:00.000-08:002007-02-14T07:06:00.000-08:00It's funny you mention snow pants! Do you remembe...It's funny you mention snow pants! Do you remember when we were kids at Berean and we had to wear culottes OVER our snow pants when we went on a sledding field trip out in public? I have never looked, nor felt, so very stupid! <BR/><BR/>Thanks for being a sister winter enthusiast! We are in the minority, I fear, but it's nice to be there together!Ann-Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17514049768979005799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-59991415862760984242007-02-13T20:03:00.000-08:002007-02-13T20:03:00.000-08:00Something we completely agree on. I would SO rath...Something we completely agree on. I would SO rather be cold than hot! I always joke that I am grouchy from June to September! LOL. I hate being hot! <BR/><BR/>I will admit that I enjoy winter a little less now that I have to drag four children through the snow. I hate the coats, hats, scarves and puffy snowsuits that don't fit in carseats. <BR/><BR/>Other than the kids... long live winter. Where are my fuzzy jammies?mom2minehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15781753363255574208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34359942.post-26349881805559466222007-02-13T12:27:00.000-08:002007-02-13T12:27:00.000-08:00I have to comment on this one. I am one who hates...I have to comment on this one. I am one who hates winter. I love summer, on the West coast when it is not humid. I hate the humidity of summer (at least here in the midwest) too. <BR/>I do however like having on clothes, the more clothes the better as I also believe that I can do the world a favor if I leave them on.<BR/>I don't mind a little cold and a little snow just so we can say we had it and that we have four seasons. I just don't like the ugly trees with no leaves. It just looks so bleak. <BR/>I get tired of snow, for example, this past week is ridiculous. I think we have had enough all ready. <BR/>I am very thankful for a helpful neighbor who could never forgive himself if my large whale of a pregnant body fell down my front steps, so he blows off our front walk.<BR/>But, Ann-Marie, I am glad that God made people like you who love it and enjoy it and bring the light of winter into other people's lives.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09137741638361291281noreply@blogger.com