So, apparently a blizzard is heading our way. Perhaps even The Mother of All Blizzards.
My local jurisdiction sent out an emergency alert warning, “Another severe winter storm, with near blizzard conditions, is forecast to hit our area Fri., Feb. 5 through Sat., Feb. 6. Be prepared to shelter in place for 3 to 5 days. Please stay off the roads….” Zoiks!
Having grown up in this area, I am used to hearing forecasts that chronically oversell and under deliver snowstorms. So I shrugged and went about my business. But as I listened to the non-stop coverage that guaranteed imminent disaster, I began to drink the K@@l-aid. A little. Enough to think we ought to at least be prepared. So, like every other fool in the area, I ran to the grocery store to stock up on a few “essentials”. Thankfully, we were already well-stocked in the ice melt, sled and snow shovel department, because I hear those were selling out like hot cakes. I went to the library and cleared their shelves of any DVD that looked remotely interested for grown-up or child.
The decision to cancel school came Thursday afternoon – at least 16 hours before the first sky was even forecast to arrive. I raised my eyebrows and groused with every other parent when this morning dawned without a flake in the sky. However, the snow arrived, right on schedule, around 10am. Mike’s work closed down early, so he was home by lunch.
Now we are all home and ready to hunker down. The wipers are up.
The firewood has been brought in and stacked.
Even the sleds are safely stashed in the basement so we can get them out when we’re ready.
So we are ready for the snow. Blizzard, are you going to deliver the promised 16″ to 24″? Can’t wait to find out…