I love weather forecasts. ALL WEEK last week, the outlook for this weekend was getting progressively treacherous, hazardous, awful, ICE! SNOW! WIND! SLEET! 1/2 INCH ICE ACCUMULATION! FREEZING TEMPERATURES!! ARMAGEDDON!! SAVE YOURSELF!!
So of course, on Friday afternoon, panic ensued in the general population. Wal-Mart and all the grocery stores were overwhelmed with frenzied shoppers, doing their best to save their families during this bleak time. For, undoubtedly, there would be no getting out this weekend, what with the world covered in ice as they were predicting.
I have to admit, I was no different. How can you think otherwise, when the 'chance' of sleet is 100%?! I braved Wal-Mart, got myself some ice melt salt, munchies, and propane. Went home, made sure my grill was still working (cause with all this ICE coming, the power lines would surely be down), put my flannel jammies on and snuggled in for a long weekend of crocheting and reading by candlelight.
As it turns out, the ice, rain, wind, all did occur. However, the weather forecasters' tarot cards were slightly off, in that they failed to reveal the sub-tropical TEMPERATURES that would accompany this storm. Sure, the weather was still kinda nasty, but nowhere near the state of national doom that was called for.
Almost makes me feel guilty for not doing a bloody thing this weekend.
Almost.
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