It’s happened again. We’re having a second snowstorm in just one winter. And let me tell you that the entire D.C. metropolitan area is freaking out. I know those of you who live in more frigid parts of the world are scoffing at our fear, but cut us a little slack. Arlington is south of the Mason-Dixon after all. That means we’re somewhat afraid of any precipitation, let alone the frozen kind. Plus add to that the fact that we lack the infrastructure of a city up in the great North to clear the stuff, and I think 24-30″ is a lot of snow no matter where you live anyways.
So, here we are sitting in our homes where we are all sure we will be trapped for 3-5 days. It’s true. The government told us we would be trapped for that long. I’m worried this means that the mailman isn’t bringing disc 2 of season 1 of Battlestar Galactica tomorrow. What am I going to do stuck at home with no BSG? I think even Azita is freaking out about it. She’s on the floor ripping up newspapers as if the world was going to end tomorrow.
Look at that face. It screams “The end is nigh!” Yup. Surely this is Snowmaggedon.
I hate to rub it in, but we’re only expecting 2 inches up here in the Great North. Although, I probably just jinxed us. I need some BSG!
See, I would make fun of you, if I hadn’t lived just North of DC at one point and seen first hand how little snow you can handle.
If it makes you feel any better, I live in the great white north and my street isn’t plowed often, if at all, and people here get freaked out and forget to drive right when it rains too.
It was quite a storm, wasn’t it! Now, if I could just figure out how to cure the blizzard munchies.
Yes it was. I think the final tally for Arlington was 22 inches, and we lost power for about 10 hours. The only way for me to cure my case of boredom eating was to keep my hands busy. I painted Azita’s room and shoveled snow and did a lot of cooking. I still ate more than I should have though.