Snow. That is what they are saying.
I am so excited!!
Someone said to me the other day not to get to excited, because when it did not happen I would be disappointed. That made me think back over the past 20 years of winter in the South. No, I don't get disappointed when the prediction falls short or too far away.
I realized tonight, there is something in the excitement of the anticipation that is satisfying in itself. There has been a buzz around town. The announcing of the closing of schools - just in case. The banter between the optimist and the pessimist (or perhaps realist - we will see).
I am glad they close schools - first, how many bus drivers (let alone myself - not in a bus) are actually safe drivers in snow, should we blessed with a little? Second, how often do we get to see the white fluffy stuff? And how often does it stay on the ground more than 4 hours?
So it should be a local holiday. Take time and enjoy the change of pace, smell the flowers. Well, actually, catch a flake on our tongue or just sit by the window and watch the floating flakes fall...
Ahhh, yes, this is exciting enough I might not be able to sleep tonight!