feed3:30 a.m. � No Snow Yet
Why am I up at 3:30 a.m.? Is it because I've had a breakthrough on my novel? Is it because I had too much coffee too late at night? Is it because the dog shook her ears and woke me up? Well, yes, certainly, all those things, but also, my children are expecing six inches of snow in the morning, and currently we're sitting at 33 degrees, cloudy, but no snow. What if it doesn't snow? Who told these children there would be snow? Why do these people hate me so? I'll say it again, what if there is no snow? My anxiety is waxing. Will contnue to wax. Until I see flakes. Big, fat, juicy flakes that stick together when packed. Enormous, snowman-producing flakes so I don't have to see the disappointment in my son's eyes when we roll a fist-sized snowball through the powder for an hour. Snow us in, sky. Fall. go: [weather.com - Local Weather Page]
