
Hello My Lovelies! I’m sorry I dipped out on you last week, but I was (and still am) struggling with some life issues that were affecting my mental health, so I took the week to work on getting my head right. It happens sometimes and I will say more tomorrow because who wants to start the week off on that kind of note? Not me that’s for sure 😁!
So instead, I will regale you with a humorous little tale from my home in South Carolina. How many of you are familiar with a little Christmas tale known as The Year Without A Santa Claus? It has my favorite Christmas character of all time – Heat Miser (those who know him are singing his song in their head right now 😆). He’s my favorite because, I like my weather hot (although preferably less humid than SC). 80 degrees makes me happy. Well, this last weekend, I thought that I had fallen into that show because it SNOWED IN DIXIE (ok, SC – close enough 😜). And what was worse were all the winter warnings of snowmaggedon. Grocery stores out of milk and bread because the one day we would have snow apparently meant you must overstock on these two staples 🙄 (I made the mistake of doing my regular shopping during the pre-storm prep, so I know this to be true). But the most hilarious part was the warnings to hunker down once the snow started because of hazardous driving conditions. The hazard? People who don’t know how to drive in snow 😆😆😆. That’s the main reason I didn’t venture out 😳.
During all the snowmageddon talk, all I could think is that as a child, I stood at the bus stop in way worse weather than we were going to get. I also spent many winters walking across the Buffalo State college campus during snowstorms and SC’s weather event didn’t even come close to any of those storms. Hell, all my friends that live in the northeast (and CO for that matter) deal with winter woes on the daily that ours couldn’t even touch.
So here’s how the storm played out – it started snowing around 8 or 9 pm on Friday, finished sometime in the overnight hours and was melting by about 1 pm on Saturday. Maybe a ½ and inch of snow. Patches of snow can still be found in areas that don’t get sun, but the 50-degree temps are helping with that. Quite frankly, I was more concerned with the number of earthquakes we had over the past two or three weeks than I was about the snow 😬.
I guess what I’m trying to say, is that having grown up in the suburbs of Denver CO, gone to high school in Erie, PA and college in Buffalo, NY – this was a nothing event that played out as if the world were ending. And I just laughed my butt off at all the alarm surrounding it 🙄.
Someone tell MS Word that snowmaggedon is a real word 😜!