A Few of My Favorite Things...

Panic was palpable at the office today, as everyone tried to get their work done quickly to get out of the building and 'beat the snow.' The whole time I was thinking of Groundhog Day and "we'll have to leave now if we're going to stay ahead of the weather!" Which would have been possible, had the snow not arrived at noon. Evening plans were cancelled, backup sitters were called in to stand in for parents of kids being sent home early from school, and the day pretty much became a wash. It continued falling all day, and after an hour and a half of shoveling after work, I still felt we'd made no progress... or maybe that's my shoveling arm! I am somewhat proud to say that Boston is weathered enough (no pun intended) not to get in a fuss about an inch or two, but only get to this level of alert when it's expecting a full foot. But the logic behind actually living in a place that gets a full foot of snow on occasion might be the haziest part of all.