We have a "blizzard warning" in effect right now. Forecasts have ranged, saying we'll see anywhere from 10-16 inches of snow by tomorrow afternoon....I heard one meteorologist say he predicts 17-24 inches. All of this in combination of 25-40 mph winds equals a blizzard warning for us (and apparently most of the country).
Come on. Seriously? Seriously. This is cruel. A BLIZZARD.
I don't know about you, but this does not excite me. In the least. I abhor snow. Completely. Thoroughly. The very thought of snow sends shivers down my spine (pun completely intended). I don't like looking at it. I don't like driving in it. I don't like scraping off my car in it. I don't like having the wind blow it down my neck. I don't like that it gets all nasty and brown. I don't like the salt on the roads. I don't like the spray from the other cars on the road. I don't like washing my windshield every half of mile. I don't like that I have to wear practical shoes and jackets instead of cute ones. I. Just. Don't. Like. It.
There have been several predicted so-called-blizzards this year that have all been massive flops. After snow forecast let downs (in conjunction with our three tornado warnings this fall without any flying cows), I'm predicting a forecast flop. Giving this storm maybe 5-7 inches at best.
I was at the grocery store a bit ago, and it people were preparing for Armageddon. All I needed was three things, people. Take your overflowing shopping cart out of the 12 items or less aisle so I can move on with my day. Pretty sure I could have scalped our snow shovel in the store parking lot for at least $25.
The hubby and I already both cancellations tomorrow. It's the first time in 40 years that the hubby's school has had a snow day (according to Facebook statuses. Which I take to be truth). There's already almost 500 schools, churches and businesses closed either tonight or tomorrow.
Side note - I started this post, then made dinner. Since then, the wind has picked up a TON (it is wailing in our fireplace flue. If there is snow in our living room in the morning, I don't think I'll be surprised). So even if it doesn't snow a ton, I'm thinking there will be some pretty massive drifting.
But, I guess if the hubby and I have to be completely buried in snow, at least we get to be at home together!