This morning, as if it weren't one of the best days ever anyway, we woke up to a few inches of snow on the ground in North Carolina. I. Was. Stoked.
North Carolina, on the other hand, was in a state of emergency. Literally. Schools, offices, businesses -- everything was closed.
This was what I had been waiting for, the freaking out, run-on-bread-and-milk weather that people had promised me. And the whatever-you-do-just-don't-leave-the-house response did not disappoint.
This is a picture of my street this morning: (That big old pinkish house on the right is the one that costs so damn much to heat.)
Not much to sneeze at, right? But I don't fault North Carolinians for making a big fuss. They're not snow people.
And even if I was one of two people at work today, I'm just glad that I still live in a state where I can wear boots and crunch around in the snow.
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They didn't have a "snow day" at your school-related job?! Awwwww, man. Anyway, love it -- love when there's unseasonable weather that causes amusing-because-not-ultimately-very-troubling freakouts. I hope the last laugh is never on us there! And we got to see a pic of the groovy street and house -- yeehaw! Love it. Well, I'll try to call pronto so I can tell you about cross-country skiing on Jeff's parents' street TWICE over the visit! Much Love.
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