Same Old Same Old

More snow today! They expect up to a foot before it turns to ice. Kids are now missing their 6th day of school this year and tomorrow looks no better. I feel like all I do is turn on the TV to check the weather.

*Sigh*

Guessing Game

Hey! Guess what? Last night we had another snowstorm! Yeah, 16 inches. Awesome! Snowiest January ever!

And guess what next? I sent my spare keys through the snowblower. They must have fallen out of my pocket. Found all the pieces at least but the buttons ain't working! Bummer.

Did you happen to guess that second one? Whodathunk it?

Independence Day Assignment

Between snowstorms, ice storms and holidays, my 8-year-old has gone to school exactly 1.5 days in the past 8. And they're talking 5 to 10 inches this Friday. Crazy! Especially when she's still in school around the 4th of July.

UPDATED 1/20 -- and it looks like another snowday tomorrow with an expected 4 to 8 inches overnight tonight!

Now That's a Storm

No bullshit from the weathermen this time! The normal over-glorified hype actually came true! My house had nearly 30 inches! No school yesterday or today! I can't remember a time they had two days off in a row.

Our cars are in those mounds. I think the weather guy on TV was creaming in his pants!

What Up Babs?

Chicken Little screamed and clawed and clucked. But in the end, the sky didn't fall. Nor much else.

Three days! Three days we heard about the impending snowstorm. "Barbara" they named her. High winds. Deep snows. Impending doom, they said! Doooooooooooom.

Schools closed the afternoon before. Predictions had 10 to 18 inches, with higher amounts possible. One storm would meet another. We should all stock up on bread and water and Chef-Boyardee.

So what if it was a little late in arriving but only by, oh, 7 hours or so. Of course, then the amounts were reduced to 6 to 10 inches. Flakes fell. Barely. However, it merely coated the grass and created wet pavement. Stay indoors unless travel is absolutely necessary, right? But certainly, the wallop was to come.

By the 6pm forecast, snowfall amounts were reduced to 2 to 5 inches. Woah! Bad enough, I guess, but, what the HELL am I going to do with the 32 cans of Beefaroni and 7 loaves of bread I bought in preparation?

At daybreak today I arose early so as to allow time for snow removal and school delays. Racing to the window, I threw open the sash and looked upon the winter wonderland. Initially surprised to find the window wasn't completely blocked by drifting snow, I anticipated the the beauty and purity of newfallen snow covering all in a Snuggie of white.

Then I saw it. The devastation television forecasters and ticker tape warnings that were foretold - we had maybe, maybe, 1 and one-half inches of snow! Babs wasn't quite the bitch we feared.

Where's my can opener?

Question Answered

As Christmas approaches, a common question, or quip on the news in southern New England, is whether or not we have a "white" Christmas. Question answered: we will. We got walloped yesterday with about 11 inches of fluffy snow and a Nor'Easter (snow, plus heavy winds) is expected over the weekend. I left work early so I wasn't very impacted by it (except dealer school was canceled) but I heard of commuters basically sitting on the highways and taking upwards of 3 hours to travel 20 or so miles.

Except for that kind of ordeal, I don't mind winter storms at all. In fact, I like them unless its late March and there's nothing more festive than winter shopping, snow covered lights and clean white landscapes for Christmas. It looks weird to me to see holiday lights strung in warm climates, like southern California or Puerto Rico or the like. I guess I'm a Yankee at the core.

My next question though: what the HELL did people do before snowblowers?