Okay, I was on the phone with Quentin just a little while ago and he asked about the winter storm coming. It was a three-way-call and Der Bingle and I both uttered a “huh?” Turns out there is an advisory out. Here I thought we were just coming out of an icing/snowing spell. But there it is, tomorrow we are to have another icy mixture turning to snow. And, as luck would have it, Der Bingle is driving up tomorrow night instead of Friday.
We must be snow magnets.
If I had a dollar for every time my husband has said “Where’s all that Global Warming they talk about?” I would be a rich woman. Then I could winter in Florida or Arizona. We read that South Bend hit 100 inches of snow this year.
That’s eight feet! (I did the math). So ( I hate to say this) it could be worse.