They certainly had those lyrics right. It really is getting frightful out there. I think we are definitely well on our way to getting that 6 to 10 inches being forecast. More in higher elevations, of course, as well as out in the sticks where I live.
This morning it seemed like another phantom storm. Schools were closed when not a flake had fallen, but the critics became noticably silent when it began to snow in earnest around 11. Wow, did it ever come quick.
I have to say it is definitely putting a cramp in my plans. My brother and his family were due to fly in this afternoon, but now they won’t be leaving Tennessee until tomorrow.
And that Christmas shopping I’ve been putting off? No chance that is getting done tonight. We’ll have to wait and see what the roads look like tomorrow, I guess.
My advice is to get home, be safe and don’t do anything silly out there on those roads.
I personally plan on paying head to the aforementioned song. I’m going home to curl up in front of the fire, where it will undoubtedly be so delightful.
The good news is, we won’t just have to dream of a white Christmas this year.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…