Waiting for the snow

Okay, it's going to snow here tonight. For most people this is not a big deal but when it snows in the South, it is WILD. There has been a massive storm predicted to hit here in North Carolina overnight tonight and it is all that you can hear about on the news. Having grown up on Long Island, snow doesn't bother me. I love the snow. I do NOT like being snowed in endlessly.

Back in 2000, five days after Michael was born, we got 2 feet of snow. It was NOT predicted. So there I was with a premie baby, snowed in for a week, going out of my mind. Seriously, it took a WEEK to clear the roads. It's gotten better since then but still, that memory lingers.

This storm has the potential to be worse because ice is predicted with it. Several years ago we had a bad ice storm that took down power lines, phone lines, etc. and so when the weather warmed up, crews went out and cut back every tree that came near a line of any kind! Sure it was practical but it made everything look weird and ugly. Then we hadn't had an ice storm since. Go figure.

So here I sit on Friday night watching the news and waiting for the snow to start. A dear friend of mine who lives in the mountains (about 4 1/2 hours from here) just told me that the snow has started by her already and that it's coming down pretty heavy. They're predicting up to a foot of snow here by me. I'm not sure if I'd laugh or cry if we actually do get it. It might be nice to have some snow. I know Michael would love it. I shopped as if the end of the world was coming. I have plenty of food in the house to keep us all well nourished. I've got flashlights and batteries and we'll charge up our cell phones tonight.

I cannot even imagine what it's like if you live someplace where they get REAL snow - like in Montana or something. They'd probably be laughing their butts off at us!