I spent a week with Nonny in St. Louis the second week of January. While I was there, they had some bad weather. First there was “wintery mix” the night before I arrived which necessitated my brother-in-law picking me up from the airport instead of Nonny. As far as I could tell, the wintery mix was a dusting of snow. But a dusting of snow in St. Louis is a much bigger deal than it here.
Then as we headed into the weekend, the forecast was for “bitterly cold” temperatures – in the single digits with some below zero wind chills. Again, for St. Louis this is out of the ordinary and very alarming. St. Louis was freaking out. On Friday night, Nonny had the tv set to local news for about 90 minutes and at least 60 of those minutes were spent on the weather. What the temperature had been, what temperatures were predicted, instructions to stay in, recommendations for how to be prepared if you need to go out.
As a Minnesotan of 45 years standing, it struck me as funny although I kept my mouth shut. If we’d had weather in the Twin Cities the last few days like Renee experienced last week, we’d be freaked out too. It’s all about what you’re used to.
My sister, who has appointed herself the arbiter of what Nonny should and shouldn’t be doing, made sure to give me advice about keeping Nonny inside and making sure Nonny had enough food “stocked up”. This was even funnier; if you know Nonny then you’d know that even at the age of 91, nobody gets to be Nonny’s arbiter except Nonny. In fact, when I did a quick run out to the hardware store for some magnetic catches (fixing her bathroom cabinet doors), she insisted on coming with me. So then we went to the grocery store as well. The roads were pretty well deserted, even at noon. St. Louis was indeed staying inside!
Caroline sent me this picture that day – what a great laugh since I was actually in St. Louis. Of course it’s photo-shopped. While ice does form on the Arch (and is actually a danger as it sheets off – they sometimes close the area underneath the Arch because of this), it never looks like this. Too bad, it’s pretty this way!
Anybody remember who said “if you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs…”? How do you keep calm when everyone else is freaking out?






