Really....snow??

Ever think about the end times?  Or wonder about the pandemonium that will ensue with the approach of the apocalypse?  I am here to tell you I have witnessed it.  It is Kroger here in Richmond the day before a snowstorm.  I kid you not.  I had no idea there was such a dire need to buy ingredients for pancakes when it's going to snow.  And toilet paper- in the event that you will need to poop 13 times in the next 2 days.

It happened yesterday.  Snow, that is.  Around 4 pm, the rain/freezing rain mixture that we affectionately label "winter" here, turned to this unusual white stuff and continued to fall- heavily- through the evening, overnight and well into morning.  The metro Richmond area awoke today to find about 8 inches of snow on the ground, after four + years of barely any accumulation to speak of.  *If you have lived in Richmond for the last decade or so, you might begin to convince yourself that these are blizzard conditions*  It hasn't helped that the last few months- actually make that years- have been nothing but false alarms, so much so that for the last 3 years, I have operated under the assumption that our local meteorologist has a bona-fide learning disability.  I should be so lucky to go to school so that I, too, can be wrong 80% of the time at my job and still get paid. 

That being said, this is one of the prettiest snows I've seen in a long time.  The word "breathtaking" comes to mind.  This is clearly what sets me apart from people who live in the northeast and Midwest, who are probably sick of this weather by now.  I'm sure if this were to hang around for a couple more weeks, I'd be way over it too.  I doubt I'll even go outside to play in it, although with my round belly and pasty whiteness, I might make for a decent snowman if I stood out in our front yard long enough (and maybe stuck a carrot out of my mouth).  Ironically, Jake left his snow boots up in Michigan with my parents over the holidays because we just *knew* that Richmond would never see snow again.  I have to admit, when it came time to take out the trash, I rather enjoyed watching him stumble around in my fur-trimmed platform wedge Payless special boots (complete with rhinestone buckles) because they were the only things tall enough to keep the snow out.  Good times.

So for now, I'll gladly take a day or two of mild cabin fever and enjoy the beautiful view from the comfort of my sofa.  It's a great excuse to have some coffee or hot chocolate, bake some cookies, spend an over-abundance of time online...oh, and clean like a mad woman (if you are the pregnant, nesting type like me). :-)