I mean “SNOW”

…that forecasters predict to arrive this afternoon. Or perhaps this evening. Or more likely, next YEAR.

But I’m not bitter.

Even if my friends in ENGLAND have more snow right now than we’ve ever gotten, well, EVER.

Anyway.

Yesterday I got my hair cut, visited the Walmart in search of cheap gloves …

(Success: 1 pair of girls’ size medium, all alone on the wrong rack and thus somehow not picked over before yesterday; and 2 pair of ski mittens, men’s LARGE, one pair of which I will wear OVER my own gloves.)

…and did all my grocery shopping.

(The rebel in me would like to point out that I did NOT stock up on bread and milk because of the impending “STORM” but because we were actually almost out of bread and milk. But she’d be totally lying.)

Charlie chopped a whole bunch of wood for me yesterday too.

My biggest fear is that with all this preparation for snow, we’re like the guy who brings his umbrella and causes it to NOT rain.

HOWEVER.

We do have one “ace in the hole,” so to speak:

The one thing the parents of three kids can do that fairly GUARANTEES a weather emergency:

We scheduled a date for tonight. Just the two of us, for dinner and a movie. With a babysitter lined up and everything.

So all you fellow North Georgians, if you find yourselves making snow angels later today, you can thank me and Charlie.

You’re welcome.

(And I’d totally trade a night out “on the town” for family playtime in the snow ANY DAY.)

PS I’m very angry at WordPress right now. After 30 minutes, I STILL can’t get the picture above to CENTER. Shut up, WordPress.

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Walmart, winter precipitation, & wishful thinking