The Post With Parenthesis

I’ll admit it, when everyone was stocking their grocery carts with non-perishables and gallons jugs of water, I had to hold back an eye-roll so intense it probably would’ve given me a seizure if I’d actually done it. I thought, “Puh, it will just be a little bit of snow.” (In my defense, our local weather folk have been huffing and puffing the last three years about “intense storms”, and then nothing ends up happening.) Well, I woke up to snow. Lots of it. And it wasn’t until I got stuck on the off-ramp from THE HIGHWAY that I finally admitted how bad it was. They had to close entire exit and entry ramps here just to plow it fast enough. It was awesome. It’s been ages since there was a storm like this. Cars parked on the street were covered up to their windows in snow (ours included)!

The storm wasn’t the only exciting thing to happen this week. I also picked up an EOS film camera off a photographer who turns out to be a) awesome and b) live about four blocks from me, cut me some fringe (my forehead was just LOOMING at me, I couldn’t take it anymore. You could fit a second face on there, seriously), and got some new specs. (What do you think? Despite compliments from friends I’ve been very nervous about them because they are very very different from spec shape I’ve had for the last 10+ years, but I love their winking-at-the-1920’s round style and keyhole shape bridge. I think maybe I’m just not used to them on my face yet. Everyone else seems to love them! Either that or they’re all lying to me. Either way I’m grateful.)

A friend said once that parenthesis was more like sharing secrets then afterthoughts, and I couldn’t agree more. Somehow parenthesis makes the text inside feel whispered, like I’m letting you in on something I wouldn’t normally share. (Shh.)