The winter weather they’ve been predicting all week finally arrived overnight. Around 3 AM, I could hear sleet and freezing rain pound against the windows. At 6, I turned on the radio and sure enough, school is cancelled. I quietly went up stairs and lightly knocked on SY’s door (our exchange student). She was already up, studying for a history test. I told her that school was closed. It was my hope to do this without waking C, in the next bedroom, who under normal circumstances has an hour more to sleep and then require measures boarding on child abuse to get her out of bed. BUT not this morning, “How much snow do we have?” she yells from her room. It’s going to be a long morning and there will be one cranky little girl by the afternoon. Of course, she may be cranky before then. (Now if we could only get enough snow to ski on...)
All my life, I’ve been told to sit up straight. I am a slouchier. I liked to lean back. I like recliners. I like to read in my office, with my feet on my desk, leaning back in my chair. As I written before, when backpacking, by leaning my pack up against the tree, I have a wonderful recliner and have taken many afternoon naps in such a position. Now, after a lifetime of being told by well intended but ill-informed do-gooders, I’ve finally been vindicated. I feel like a prisoner receiving the governor’s clemency. The medical community has finally learned what I knew all along, that sitting up straight is bad for your back, the best way to sit is at a 135 degree recline. If you don’t believe me, check it out. It’s a good thing that I was a defiant rebel growing up or I may be having serious back problems right now.
And one final bit of news, speaking of governors. Kenju, a fellow Tarheel (who still lives in the Old North State), a florist in Raleigh, and one who can read and understand recipes, was chosen to be on the decorating team for the NC Governor’s mansion. Check out her work here. Wonder if she’d want to go on the road and help decorate the homes of North Carolina expatriates?