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It's a very, very blustery day outside. It's Winds-day.
Every time I hear the world "blustery" I think of Winnie the Pooh. I'm not even sure why; I don't have that much recollection of Winnie from my childhood. 

This morning is blustery. It is rather cold and the temperature is dropping, with a wintery mix of rain, snow, and sleet. It's not cold enough to stick just yet, my ever-faithful Weather Channel App promises "some snow accumulations on grassy surfaces, up to one inch."

Now it's 36º outside. This morning it was about 50º when I woke up. I actually quite enjoy the excitement of it all—at least until late January when I am sick and tired of wintery weather. For now, though, it makes me want to curl up by a fire while reading and drinking tea. Cliché? Oh yes. But really now, who could resist?

When I first went to class this morning it was barely sprinkling. When I went to work an hour later, it was pouring down sleet. As I've mentioned, I work up in the Humanities Division, and this week I'm getting posters printed to promote pre-registration. Register early and the first 15 students to bring their schedules will get a $10 gift card! That's our promo. I'm not sure why I'm advertising it so well, I really would love to win one myself. Anyway, probably one of my favorite parts of my job is picking up posters, cards, and fliers that have been printed at our neighbor AdventSource. It's so satisfying to see something you've worked on finally in print. I've gotten to know the production people over there, so when I go to pick something up I can just walk right in and help myself. I really like that, it makes me feel just like my mother and how she must have been (and still is) when she was in college. 

So I picked up my posters, satisfied with the results, and Mike, the printing guru, offered me a bag so they wouldn't get wet. It turned out to be perfect, because I spent the next hour traipsing through campus posting them throughout the various buildings (Ok, let's be real, it's a small campus so "posting them throughout three buildings" would be more accurate) as the rain came down and thunder rolled. Actually, it's still thundering now even though it's snowing, which really is rather strange. 

After a short Spanish test I headed up to my room for a little blog time before lunch. I'm taking a friend to work so she doesn't' have to ride her bike through this mess, and then off to astronomy. 


"Now the very blustery night turned into a very rainy night. And Pooh kept his lonely vigil, hour after hour, after hour—until at last, Pooh fell asleep—and began to dream"

 


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grandma
11/02/2011 2:14pm

I love your blog, Shel. Your mom can tell you all about Winnie the Pooh and blustery winds-days. She loved the Pooh books. Come on down and we'll curl up with a good book, by our make believe fireplace, and have a cup of tea.

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