It ended up being a good decision, the storm swooped in yesterday with anger and malice. I hung out in my old office watching the display of horrible decision making and vehicle choices as people spun out all over the roads, tried to tackle an icy hill, etc. The only dreadful thing was thinking about how much snow I had to shovel at home.
22:45 rolled in and I had to call it a night and get something to eat. I had a double shot of Calvados brandy from Normady sitting on the counter airing out, something that's a rare treat for me. It made me all warm and fuzzy and I no longer cared about how wet I was. Since my internal temp seems to run in full furnace blast mode I wasn't cold, just wet. My neighbor asked me if it was really t-shirt weather.
Isn't it always t-shirt weather when that's what you have on? An online friend from Europe asked me if I was alive and if I was prepared to be stuck inside for a few days...
Everything is closed today, if you step outside you will die. I'm at work with a few other brave souls and we have about a 50% call in 'snow' already. Lame. It's windy so if you step outside not only will you die but you will get deadly frostbite. If you manage not to die you should stay off the roads or you will really die for sure. I wanted to visit Starbucks this morning but didn't want to die.
Can't wait to text our mountain neighbor and see how much snow we have there (although to be fair they don't live in the tree's and get about half as much). I'm expecting we will shovel a few feet down there. Forecast is wind and sun for the next week so it's going to be messy and fun! Cheers!
|About 30 inches, if not more|
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|We failed to remove the tomato plants last year, now we are growing snow!|