Yesterday we had a freak snowstorm at my house. Okay. Maybe freak is too strong of a word. It was more of a sudden snowstorm. Okay. Maybe sudden is too strong of a word. It was more of a surprise. A surprise snowstorm.
It went from pouring rain to big white fat snowflakes in the span of a few minutes. And it snowed heavily for a few hours, wrecking havoc on my afternoon and evening plans. Surprise!
I should point out that it surprised only me. Apparently other people watch the local news and actually pay attention to the weather forecast. I must say, a local weather forecast is the one thing my news channel of choice, E!, lacks. Perhaps the good folks at E! could allow ninety seconds for a local weather update so uninformed dorks like me don't get caught in surprise five inch snowstorms.
It wasn't the five inches of snow that bothered me much. I'm accustomed to that. It was the fact that the rain turned to snow and put a nice, even layer of slick onto the roads. I do not enjoy a nice, even layer of slick on my roads. My kid's bus even slid into a ditch. She was pretty jazzed about the whole experience when she got home because sliding into a ditch was the highlight of her day.
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