We had snow forecast for Friday night and Saturday.
We didn't get snow. We got a bit over an inch and a half of rain, instead. Cold rain. Soaking cold rain, on cold days that didn't get out of the mid-thirties in either direction.
We didn't have any snow forecast for last night. So what did we get?
We got a dusting of snow that was still coming down while I was dropping the kids off at school. And it keeps coming down every so often in fits and spits.
It was supposed to get up to the mid 40s today, with the sun coming out.
It's still cloudy, and has gone from 28 degrees when I dropped the kids to 30 just a bit ago. No sun--or even thinning clouds--in sight. I doubt we'll see either prediction come to pass for today.
I don't care for cold. I actively hate wet cold, just as I hate wet heat in the summer.
Is it any wonder at all that I sprang for an electric blanket for my recliner in the living room this morning at Walmart?
I wonder if we're going to get sun tomorrow, like they predict, or if we're going to end up with more frozen precip that was supposed to have hit us Saturday, but didn't.
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