#Snowpocalypse in #RVA
We’re supposed to get snow this weekend, most likely a really big one, maybe as much as 10 or 12 inches. It’s time to panic.
OK, I hear sniggering from up there in Minnesota and North Dakota and over there in Michigan. Stop that—anybody who chooses to live where you get 4 feet at a time and you have to plug your car in has no understanding of what it’s like down here. We freak out over an inch or two, much less a foot.
A local journalist, Karri Peifer, wrote about the phenomenon Wednesday and she got it exactly right. Check it out at http://tiny.cc/jgX6u . The only thing I would add to her expose’ is that there will always be one critical thing you forget to buy at the store, even after four trips, cat food or something. And a hungry cat is not amused when you’re oohing and aahing at the window while the bowl is half full of food that’s been there for about an hour so it’s completely stale and not worth a discriminating cat’s notice.
Because we Richmonders are so obsessed with approaching snowstorms, we glue ourselves to the TV weather reports and the internet weather reports and, when we need companionship on our search for the perfect forecast, we go to Twitter. #Snowpocalypse and #RVA are our go-to spots where we get the latest accumulation predictions and, naturally, we’re compelled to keep checking every 10 minutes. After all, some new forecast model could change our weekend plans at any moment and, besides, we have to share our angst with each other, don’t we?
What I really loved as a kid was the way the schools would decide to close before any snow actually started to fall. One might think that won’t happen this weekend since the white stuff isn’t expected until late afternoon on Friday but I can almost guarantee one county or another will decide to close at noon just because it LOOKS like it could start at any moment. This time, at least the kids have a chance of getting some snow days—the storm in December hit just after schools closed for the holidays so they got no extra days off. Bummer!
Now, when it comes to being on the road, I don’t really think we’re much worse than folks up north. I mean, really, why does anybody need to be on the highway in a blizzard? Me, I just park my car at the end of the driveway, nose out, and hunker down for the next few days. Might as well, because it’ll be three days minimum before a snowplow comes and then they’ll push a two-foot embankment in front of my car so I can’t get out on that nice plowed road anyway. This is why it’s so necessary to stock the larder for at least the next week.
And that’s OK—I have my milk and cocoa mix for snow cream so I’m all set for the duration.
January 28, 2010
Posted in: Tales of a Bookseller
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Thanks for posting! And I agree with your additions!
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