There was an awful dusting of snow, maybe 1/2 of an inch. The wind made it feel like it was zero degrees. Visibility was 1 mile at its best. The roads were....clear. So, of course my kids district called a snow day. I mean, one could clearly develop some deformity from this, perhaps even chapped lips. If only our kids went to school in a building...with walls and perhaps a roof, oh wait, that's right. They DO!!!
Well, with that aside, we were actually hoping and planning for a snow day as the weathermen (top professionals that they are) rolled some dice and it came up...snow! I have felt that in the last 4.5 years that we have lived here, that these are the worst weather professionals in the world. It turns out they just take their cues (or queues?) directly from the National Weather Service. I guess I can not blame them.
The kids are going stir crazy, or just crazy I can't really tell. I went upstairs to see what the ruckus was and they were pinning the dog under a small blanket and telling me that they were playing with her. I distracted them by telling them to get dressed and when they ran upstairs the dog gave me that happy, "thank you" look and a wag of the tail. As they get older, I am really hoping they don't begin trapping me under a blanket. I will keep you posted.
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