So here's the short of it,

I'm loving being a teacher!

And here's the long.

Well, one of the advantages of being a "school teacher", as my Dad used to say whenever he spoke of my profession, is the unexpected break in routine which comes with a snow.

Here in Chattanooga, it just takes a few flakes for us to miss school.  In the city schools, county schools days, our city system missed far fewer snow days, because the mountains and the really rural roads were all in the county system.  And it was pretty easy for kids who lived in the city to walk to a bus stop on the "snow routes".  Now we all are out when it's bad.  And for those of you who are secretly laughing about what wimps we are, there are a few good reasons -  Nobody here in Chattanooga would spend the money to buy snow tires or chains - really bad investment!  We have some snow clearing machinery, but not very much at all and rely mostly on the big trucks to spread sand, salt, whatever de-icer they use.  And since snow comes so infrequently, no one who's grown up in the south has had enough experience driving in the stuff to be good at it.  So even if all our bus drivers could drive in the snow - and even if all the kids could get to a bus stop - and even if all the employees could get to their respective schools, it's just too dangerous, and no one in the school central office wants to make a decision which would lead to children being hurt.  So down here in Chattanooga, we play it safe when the snow starts to fall.

Of course, we got a lot last night and today!  Probably 6 - 8 inches before it started a bit of mix and melted the top layer a bit.  Alan says we probably won't have school all week because the temperatures will be too low for much melting.  We'll see.

I've had a lovely day.  Worked on some cluttered up bathroom shelves.  Puttered.  Good stuff.