Because Lubbock gets SNOW DAYS!

If Jenny Jo were in Lubbock this afternoon, she would be doing one of two things: Sitting on the couch, eating stew, and watching episodes of Chuck; or having a snowball fight outside.

When she walked outside this morning she would have seen slushy roads and rain falling briskly. She would have observed the layer of ice encapsulating most of the upward vegetation, making it brittle and easy to break. She would have realized that, were she able to find her umbrella to shield her from the vigorous rain this morning, it would still have left her cold and wet--with a broken umbrella. When she stepped into her car to warm it up, after the initial shock of seeing ice so thick her scraper wouldn't make a dent, she would roll down her window to clear it off. She would smile at the wall of ice that remained even after the window was rolled down, that is, until the wind blew it all into the car, leaving her with the impression that this must be what it felt like to have broken glass scattered over her person.

Were Jenny Jo on an upper story with a window in mid morning, she would have seen snow flurries so thick that she couldn't see the next building over. After the snow slowed, she would see that with the help of the strong wind, the branches of many trees did indeed break and fall to the ground. She would see students out throwing snow balls at each other, and leaving tracks through the whiteness like the beginnings of a Jackson Pollock painting.

When she left campus at 12:30pm when classes were canceled, Jenny Jo would have been awed by the crispness of the clean snow covering the West Texas flatness, and marveled how sharply it contrasted the gray slush in the streets as she drove carefully home. Which is where she would be if she were in Lubbock: either sitting on the couch with stew and Chuck, or outside making the most of a Lubbock snow day!