Snowpocalypse 2010: Feels like home

We already survived one pretty severe storm back in December, so you'd think another winter storm warning wouldn't send everyone into a state of hysteria.

You'd be wrong.

Thursday's weather advisories brought a touch of nostalgia with them for this Southern girl. In many ways, it was like being home again. From fighting for the last loaf of bread on the shelf to driving across town to buy four gallons of milk to standing in line with everyone else in the county to stock up on enough groceries to last us a month, everything screamed of panic and chaos. The difference of course is that the pandemonium up here was somewhat justified. It's hard to laugh at someone buying four gallons of milk when the weatherman is calling for 3 feet of snow and the federal government is threatening to shut down entirely. Next time my friends in Georgia clear the grocery store shelves at the threat of below freezing temperatures and the possibility of a light dusting of snow, I'll have trouble taking them seriously.

As promised, the first flakes began to fall this morning and by evening we had a good 6-8 inches on the ground already. This, on top of the snow that fell earlier this week, is making for some pretty ominous piles on the sides of the roads as the snow plows work to keep things clear. On top of buying a ton of groceries, our storm preparations included pulling out all the snow gear again, finding missing mittens, rationing saran wrap to wrap up the kids' hands and feet when we go out, and moving the slide back to the middle of the yard to recreate the awesome ice ramp we built in December.

I started work on an igloo this evening, but the snow is falling so hard and fast that it's guaranteed to be buried in the morning. Everything in the area shut down at noon today, so Justin was able to come home early and get a jump on shoveling the driveway. Abby and I spent a while outside playing before the sun went down. If the forecast is accurate, there's going to be way too much snow for her to play in tomorrow. Snow isn't fun at all if it's taller than you.