Flurry Worry

Once again, there will be snow.  Kill me.

If you look closely, you can actually see the millions of Americans flooding grocery stores to buy every available loaf of bread.  Don't they know Chinese food delivery guys will risk their lives for an order over 15 bucks? 

Bad weather makes people crazy.  And since everyone is already a little bit crazy, it just brings out the worst in them.   I hate being trapped indoors (which we say is fun with kids and spouses but it definitely makes people drink).  Some of us curse airlines for canceling flights.   My husband is off to Toronto for the night...I'll probably see him again at some point in March. 

Along with the crazy behavior is a systemic, cultural inability to shut up about it all.  And unfortunately, the cold also dulls creativity.   Today I saw what appeared to be an impromptu competition of car thermometer pictures on Facebook.  I'd venture to guess that at least half of them felt safe taking the photo then uploading while driving.  Meanwhile, 14 flakes later they'll be unable to drive because that's much too dangerous.  I'm not sure who won the eventual award for lowest temperature, but I guess congratulations are in order.  I'm sure your 3º felt WAY colder than his 7º.

Upon further review of super-exciting weather chit-chat, I saw the word "balmy" used by 7 people. I have to point out that 1) I'm perfectly fine knowing I've never used the term before in my life and 2) everyone who did just probably saw it on some else's page, did a dictionary.com validation, then stole it. In the spirit of Facebook cohesiveness, I'm shocked nobody has used their thermometer photo as a profile picture to promote solidarity in this difficult time.

They left out the tiny blue sliver representing me.  I disappointingly browse Facebook for interesting status updates to comment on. There are never any!

I guess Facebook nonsense is better than the weather commentary on the news during our last storm.  I saw a woman being interviewed who recently moved from Phoenix to Manhattan.  She actually said, on national television, that she was "terrified of the snow."  She looked like she might cry, standing on the street in every conceivable winter accessory, talking to a reporter.  I felt bad for her.  Not that she's afraid of snow (that is just a RIDICULOUS thing to say, it's not nuclear fallout) but that she admitted it TV.  So much for her dating life in the new city. "Everyone, I'd like you all to meet my new girlfriend.  She's afraid of snow."  I know my mother would have fully endorsed my brother taking a trip down the aisle with that girl.

24 hours left until the East Coast is paralyzed again.  For my sake, and the sake of others, please stock up on booze and creative discussion topics.   It's fine to post pictures of your kids in the snow, but you don't need to label them "Johnny in the snow." (We get it, promise.)  And don't forget shovels and gloves.....although I did fully enjoy watching people stomp out of Target after complaining  there were none left during a blizzard in mid January.  Clearly their fault, nothing to do with your lack of proactivity.

Safe travels!