There are some things we do just to make memories. Some of these events may seem senseless to those who don't know the value of those memories. Todays pictures are from last week. Turtlebug came to visit mee and determined my snow was perfect. As we worked on our creations my mind went back to the last time I recall making snowmen.
From 2000-2001 I worked for the University of Idaho. As an employee I was not as free to go home for all of Christmas break as the students were.
One evening Mikey, Amy and I were up late when we noticed it snowing outside. We turned off the lights and rearrange the furniture. We sat on the couch and watched it snow. Amy, a California girl, mentioned she had never built a snowman. Despite the hour (it was at least midnight) we went next door to the institute to build snowmen.
Amy's original attempt at a snowman included piling snow to build what looked like a volcano. And I thought rolling a snowball was skill one was born with. How wrong I was. She was a fast learner. After completing what was our Sister Snowman in the back of the building we headed to the front.
There we decided to see who could roll the largest snowball. Each ball was easily 3 feet (or more) in diameter. When we went to stack them we realized we could not lift them. Amy, being the resourceful one, flagged down a car of boys to help stacking our snowballs.
We ended with a 4 foot female snowman to greet people as they came back to school in the back door and a 9-12 foot snowman to greet people coming in the front.
