Three Months...and Counting

Today, we awoke to a blizzard.

We’d had no clue it was going to snow again.

Connor (12) had no desire to create new snowmen.

Dear God: Please make it stop…for the sake of my dwindling rock salt inventory….amen.

After the obligatory cursing and whining, I put on our LOCALTRAFFICANDWEATHER. Surely, THEY’LL bring some sanity, logic and validation to this remarkably astonishing weather-situation:

“Hello! This is meteorologist Jeff Mendleson with your up-to-the-minute-weather conditions…”

Kathryn: “Oh, good. I loooove Jeff Mendleson. He’s such a sweetie. He’ll make sense of this mess.”

Of course, I’ve never actually seen Jeff Mendleson….nor do I know him personally. But I know his voice…and surely that accounts for something.

Jeff talks about weather patterns….blah, blah…..moving north to south….yada, yada….and then he casually remarks that there’s a possibility of some flurries during the day.

Flurries.

Is he freakin’ kidding me?

Actually, my exact words were more like, “WTF? Is this guy for real? (Yells at tv screen) What freakin’ planet are you on, Jeff? You could’ve looked out the window….you could’ve been somebody….but noooooooo…you’re just like all the rest. Freakin’ idiot. We're breaking up.”

And I click off the tv...dramatically shoving the remote in the general direction of said tv. (The universal-Italian-tv-remote-symbol for "you don't mess with ME".)

I find my Blackberry. Click the app for The Weather Channel. It says 1-3” north and west of the city. I glance outside. It’s snowing so hard, I can’t see across the street. Meteorologist-Kathryn thinks these guys must be forecasting the weather from some resort in The Bahamas….’cause there’s no way they’re looking outside and seeing what I’m seeing.

That’s when I begin to question both my sanity…and the weather pattern for our little hamlet in the valley. Maybe we’re the only ones getting this shit snow…maybe four miles down the road, there’s…nothing. How freaky would that be?? (Cue Twilight Zone music here)

Was I concerned? You betcha.

Did I call anyone to verify my suspicions?? Nope.

Instead, I jumped online in my jammies and decided it was time to do a little BLOGCENTERING. BLOGCENTERING is where you find yourself becoming slightly more manic each and every time you see your sidebar icons all askew…and seriously…who has the time to Google, research, copy, paste, backup and finally attempt to make these codes work?

But, Ron’s “VENT” logo was leaning to the left…and Clinton’s photo was awry…and then I realized that I was uber-bored with my feed logo…

…and so the day progressed….as yours truly got sucked deeper and deeper into the HTML abyss…whilst outside it snowed…and snowed….and…well, you get the idea.

By the time I came up for air, it was six hours later….and we had approximately eight inches on the ground…and it was still snowing.

Kathryn: “Surely Jeff’s risen in the ranks from Idiot-dom to some micro-level of intelligence, or so help me God I’m revoking his meteorologist’s license. Otherwise, he’s just messing with people’s heads…and that is simply unacceptable.”

“Hello! This is meteorologist Jeff Mendleson with your up-to-the-minute-weather conditions…”

All I’ll say is that the man is still freakin’ clueless.

Ten inches….and counting….