Snows a commin’ and it will be here Saturday.
In all fairness, snow IS big news around here. We are more well known for our rain. Also, we are pretty good at driving and walking in rain. We play sports in rain all the time. Make the rain turn white and pile up and we turn helpless and slightly hopeless. But… we are always ready to share the exciting news. It usually goes like this…
Me: Must call Betty Lou and brag. Ring-Ring… Hey, Betty Lou, our patio is covered with snow! (said breathlessly because of excitement induced hyperventilation.)
Betty Lou: No way… That’s awesome. We don’t have any here. Can I come see your snow? (Betty Lou lives four miles away in a different climate zone.)
Me: Sure, but you better hurry, it’s melting fast. (A typical snow event here usually is measured in hours and fails to make lasting impression.)
Back to now… Thinking we had plenty of time to prepare for the possible snow we were caught a little off guard when the snow started falling Thursday morning. Suddenly kids were being released from school early, traffic became an instant nightmare and we were starting to make Atlanta’s snow woes look like no big deal. (Side note: Because of accidents closing I-5 the Hub had to go get food and spent the night at work.) I think our county has three snow plows. Two are broken and they can’t find the other. But again to be fair they were supposed to have till Saturday to fix and find them.
Snow does have a beautiful side.
This is one of my favorite shared pictures by Robin Rapp of the St. Johns Bridge in North Portland.
After three days of snow the fourth day gave us freezing rain and a layer of ice. That was the final straw for a tree out back. Branches started snapping under the weight. It is also at this point I start to develop cabin fever.
I need space… Room to breathe… I NEED to spread my wings and… go shopping? I hate shopping and yet now that the option has been taken away, I feel the desire to go.
Today the streets consist of several inches of slush. Main roads are passable, side streets a total mess. I could get out if I wanted to. However, now that I can the desire to go shopping just went away. Funny how that happened.
While confined to the house my time was put to good use. That yearly 1500 piece puzzle I insist on doing is coming along nicely.
Hub has expressed a desire to have a meal on the table without being squished at one end. I agree, I’d like that too, but I won’t tell him that.
Guess I’m going to have to go shopping after all.
We need groceries!