Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…. Or not?

Remember when you were little- think elementary, middle school age. You there yet? It might help to close your eyes for this little exercise.

So now your eyes are closed (well, obviously not since you’re still reading this- but you get the idea), you’re picturing yourself in your pre-teen years, it’s a cold February morning and you wake up to snow, ice, sleet and wind- you’re ecstatic, you love these days, you check the local news- school is cancelled! Yes! “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow” you hum to yourself as you retreat to your warm bed.

Flash forward to the present. No longer does such a morning put a smile on your face. In the present day of jobs that don’t recognize the beauty of snow days and the commute that often goes hand in hand with such jobs, the snow days we all once loved are now cause for foul language and frustration.

While dreaming of sunnier days and changing your computer’s screen-saver to a serene beach scene can help ease the pain, so too can a good venting session! So we want you to share your craziest Chicago weather experience with us! Whoever’s story makes us laugh the hardest and cringe the most will receive $10 in driving credit. Ready, set, vent!

3 Responses to “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…. Or not?”

  1. D.J. Says:

    In the late 90’s we got a ton of snow one new years eve (26 inches or so in a 5 hour period.) I was at a NYE party in Rogers Park and ended up getting snowed in. No cars, no public transportation. As we left the party and I was climbing the outdoor steps to my friends condo, I lost the 4 inch heel to my shoe. Completely buried in snow. I ended up haveing to rip the other heel off just to have balance to get home the next day. 4 months later when the ice melted, my friend found my heel and wrapped it up as a present and as a fond reminder of a wacky, wild new years eve in Chicago. The morale, no 4 inch heels when there are more than 4 inches of snow.

  2. Anonymous Says:

    I’ve had a few experiences and when I was young lived through the big snows in January 1967 and December of 1978. The latter I was hospitalized having given birth to my second daughter and no one could get to the hospital to bring us home. But a recent story that made me laugh was last year during a melt down from a big snow, I was stepping off the curb to board a bus, slipped and fell in the snow/slush/puddle. I was 58 years old, unhurt, and unable to get up because there was nothing to hold on to, so I sat in the puddle. A young woman tried to help me up, but I couldn’t get my feet underneath me. Finally we managed without getting hit by the bus and I felt like I wanted to do a gymnasts stance of completion.
    DS

  3. Clare Says:

    D.J. and ‘anonymous’- what are your member numbers? You guys both are due for a $10 driving credit for your winter horror stories! You can email me either your member number or your full name at blog@igocars.org. Thanks for sharing!!

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