Week 3: Wrath of the Cheechakos
January 7: maybe an inch of snow.
I love my snow, but holy cow, the hysteria!
I mean when you start out the snow-year with nearly 2 feet of snow, doesn't 6 to 10 inches seem, I don't know, kind of wussy?
Despite the wussy factor, hopefully the Powers That Be at work will call it a snow day. My office is the last one to call it.
The boys all have tomorrow off.