This isn’t fake news. We’re getting a major snowstorm tomorrow.
We might even see the biggest snow totals of the year, possibly 12 inches of snowflakes (they might even be 12 inches of liberal snowflakes, but that’s a conservative estimate). The name of this storm, by the way, is “Stella,” because we give snowstorms names now, apparently.
I was supposed to have jury duty, but they’ve canceled it. Governor says to stay off the roads.
We can get into a seasonal mindset rather quickly. Because of warm temps a couple of weeks ago and the lack of snow on the ground and the fact that we put our clocks ahead an hour this weekend, I was mentally prepared for spring. Now I have to go back to February “do I have enough rock salt?” mode. But I have plenty of that, along with tea and candles – and I haven’t put away the flannel shirts yet – so I’m all set.
It’s comfort food weather, and my forecast calls for periods of pasta, with a 100% chance of pie.