So in case you haven't heard, it's snowing in Rexburg. Lots and lots of snow. As snow melts and refreezes, it creates sheets of ice on the ground making it a pain in the (butt) to walk to class because you slip every five steps. Most of the ground is covered in snow, but there are some parts that are just cement or whatever. The tricky part about walking is trying to desipher if there is ice beneath the snow or if it's just snow. I used to think I knew when there was ice and when there wasn't, but after spending copious amounts of time with my butt smaking the freezing streets, I've decided to avoid the snowy parts all together. I slip a lot less and my shoes don't get as wet. So even though it takes me more time to get from A to B, I take the snowless path.
Now pretend life is a sidewalk in Rexburg and the snow is the sins of the world. The snow make look pretty for the moment, but I promise you will regret tromping through it after you have to thaw your feet. Even though you think you can make it across the icy trail, you will probably slip and fall. That's why its good to have friends to pick you back up when you slip and help you find your way back to the clear way.
I've decided to take my revenge against the snow. One day last week, I took a bowl outside and scooped up some snow. I set it on the kitchen table and looked at it. With flavorings, sugar, and water, I boiled up a simple syrup and poured it over the snow. I had made a literal snow cone. With the fire in my eyes and my furrowed eye brows I began to eat the snow. That'll teach it.
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