So, we're getting the first significant amount of snow today since November (we've had some dustings here and there, but the last snowfall that could be measured in inches, plural, was in November). It's nothing compared to what Boston has gotten hammered with, but by 10 p.m. we could have 9 inches (though I suspect it'll be more like 4 inches). The county is currently under a Level 1 Snow Emergency, which translates roughly to "Hey! It's snowing out there!!!" (Really, it just means "drive with caution, fools.")
All that is backstory to tell you this: I just got an invitation on Facebook to a "Level 1 Emergency Snowman Build" in the park in my neighborhood. Yet again, I love my neighborhood. (I have too much work to go to the snowman build, plus I wouldn't want to drive up there, and it's about a mile away, and I have to confess I am too delicate of a flower to walk a mile in the snow. I'm not in college anymore, man.)
That is very cool.
And much better than temps in the single digits.
My crew is heading out the door for a neighborhood sledding date at Madison Park. Also, the library just announced they're closing at 5pm, which is crazy because they never close, except I had today off, so oh well.
Snowmaggedon has begun. We're supposed to get 5-8 inches by tomorrow morning. I stopped at the grocery on my home from a doctor appointment (he is not happy with my blood pressure and gave it a good talking-to) and man, I've never seen that grocery so packed. I just wanted cat food and chocolate! Get out of my way, people buying enough supplies to save the Donner party!
I just got an invitation on Facebook to a "Level 1 Emergency Snowman Build" in the park in my neighborhood.
Fun! I'm waiting for snow to arrive here. We've had some flurries, but nothing's sticking yet. Meanwhile, there's a hawk just chilling in a tree outside my living room window. I hear him all the time, but I hardly ever see him.
My mother decided she could walk to Goodwill to drop some stuff off, so I was going with her on my way to get my brows done, but about a half a block from the house, she decided it was too cold. Classic Mother.
There's a sad little wren sitting on a shrub next to her snowed-under birdbath. Sorry, little wren. No baths for a few days. But the birdfeeder is restocked, so you've got millet!
Oh, there goes the first vehicle crawling by on the snow-covered street. Be brave, little driver, it's not even icy yet!
I have committed a decadence that isn't decadent. As part of an ongoing "Yay, you did good!" rewards program, I got a $25 gift card to JoAnn's. I just spent some time on their website and selected several things, with the application of a 20% off everything discount because of the holiday weekend. There was 3$ left over, so I paid with the money that's been accruing in my PayPal account from eBay. So I have new crafty stuff with found money!
No snow in sunny Seattle.
So bored.
