Weather Woes

Guess what?

We're supposed to be getting an ice storm tomorrow.

Oh joy.

Like the week that the kids had off after Christmas wasn't enough.

The weathermen, true to form, are foaming at the mouth and suggesting in high-pitched, excited voices, that we get ourselves down to the nearest hardware store and purchase a generator.

I don't mean to be all cynical, skeptical, eye-rolling, head-shaking, deep-sigh-expelling, but just once, it would be nice if a meteorologist got in front of us and calmly said something simple and TRUTHFUL like, "Yep. Roll of the dice, kids. Could be a doozy but then again, might just be a minor inconvenience." Because frankly, there is something about our terrain that makes it difficult for the weather to be accurately predicted.

Dallas and I are not impervious to the warnings, though. We're planning to workout tomorrow morning instead of our usual afternoon session because the possibility DOES exist that the gym may have to close early.

*sigh*

I am so ready for spring.