After the winter that wasn't, not really, we are supposed to get a major snow event. I live square in the middle of the purple band up by the New York State line, which means we are supposed to wind up with over 12 inches between now and Tuesday morning. This after a few days of weather so warm that you could go without a coat at all. It probably sounds whiney, but ooooh! So not looking forward to this. The good side of it is that I do not have to drive anywhere tomorrow, now that my clinicals are over.
Today at the Tractor Supply, an old friend from my high school days came in. Of course, everyone is talking about the snow. Bill's a farmer, and he said, "Well, I've got a bet riding on it. A friend is paying for my lunch if we get less than five inches." I looked at him and grinned. "Tell you what," I said. "If we get less than five inches, by gosh, it will make me so happy, I'll pay for your desert!" We laughed.
We shall see what happens. Supposed to start in four more hours.