As the television anchorman in Raleigh, North Carolina delivered the news about a “Very cold, cold front,” moving into the northern states, I sat in a comfortable, warm home provided by my son Josh.
We’d just spent the week in Holly Springs, NC and now I was priming myself to return home to Minnesota.
And the TV guy was scaring the heck out of me.
Would there be a flight home‚ would it be delayed, would there be too much snow to navigate — will it be so cold it will delay me getting home?
These and other thoughts were quickly circulating through my brain.
But I tried to remain calm on the outside, saying, “I’ll just take it as it comes and do the safe thing.”
That seemed to comfort everyone — except me. The TV man emphasized how very cold this would be.
Of-course, nobody, except maybe former Minnesotans or Wisconsonites had the foggiest idea what real cold was all about.
Well, the trip went without question ... despite the fact that a message home brought back the reply the winds were raging and it had been snowing all day.
I drove home without incidence, went back to work on Tuesday and prepared myself, like everyone else, for the cold that was promising to be as low as 30 degrees below zero.
On Wednesday morning, I put on two pair of socks, long underwear under jeans, a warm, long-sleeve T-Shirt, a T-Shirt and a long-sleeve zip-up sweater.
My largest double-lined jacket was hauled out along with a thick scarf, best gloves and one of those furry hats with flaps that come down and lock together.
I spent all night worrying about my car starting and nearly went out at midnight to start it up. But I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving that warm cozy place of mine. So I went to bed.
The car started, I knew I’d licked the cold and I arrived at work. The weather had NOT beaten me!
LAUGH A LITTLE: Modern math! Teacher: “If I gave you two cats and another two cats and another two, how many would you have?” Johnny: “Seven.” Teacher: “No, listen carefully ... If I gave you two cats, and another two cats and another two, how many would you have?” Johnny: “Seven.” Teacher: “Good. Now if I gave you two cats, and another two cats and another two, how many would you have?” Johnny: “Seven!” Teacher: “Johnny, where in the world do you get seven from?!” Johnny: “Because I’ve already got a cat!”
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK: As Ole Pappy used to say, “Laugh every day, laugh every hour, laugh when you need it the most. It’s great medicine!”
Ole Pappy loved to laugh. If it appeared he was laughing at me, he’d say, “I’m laughing WITH you, not AT you!” Thanks Ole Pappy!