Every time there's a hint of snow, the local weather guys make a huge deal out of it. It's gotten to the point where Jeff refers to every rain or snow fall as "DeathStorm! 2007" or whatever year we're in.
Case in point yesterday. They were calling for four to six inches overnight, and with more today. It so rarely occurs, so I just hoped it was another case of crying wolf. Today is the one day that a huge mess of snow would be the worst, because we're supposed to be at church by 8:30 for rehearsal, and then back by 3:30 to get ready for the show.
When I woke up and looked out the window this morning (about 15 minutes ago), I saw easily half a foot of snow. At this point, I have no idea what we're going to do, but I'm going to iron the angel costumes, and make the hummus (supposed to bring an appetizer for the party), because if we make it there, and the show isn't canceled, I'm not coming home in between.
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