It's snowing. If that's what you call the gray sky occasionally spitting out small pitiful amounts of white stuff. So of course...
School's canceled.
I don't think there's enough snow out there in our yard and both our neighbors' yards to even make a snowball.
I'm kinda in a state of denial. 3 freaking times, I've called the animal shelter. 3 freaking times, I'd talked to the lady who handles the shelter's donations. 3 freaking times, I've emailed and called and coerced two moms (but never the same two, go figure) to help transport the Brownies to and from.
I don't think we're meant to tour the animal shelter this year. Sure maybe I should have thought that there was a possibility of being snowed out in February. March? This is just bizarre. Actually it's not that we were even "snowed out", this whole area completely freaks at the mention of the four letter word. Two inches of snow should not shut down a school. Two inches of snow should not throw everyone into a panic. We live very close to Washington DC. I hate to think what would happen if there was a real threat to the nation's capitol. Actually I'm feeling pretty good about my own odds of surviving. While everyone else is overreacting, I'll pile the family and camping supplies into the van (always has at least half a tank of gas) and drive back to Ohio. Because in Ohio, people are sane.
Crap... School being closed means I have 5 children with brand new Tamagotchi's fighting over the computer and screwing up passwords all day long. I picked the wrong year to give up chocolate for Lent.
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