OMG! We had actual REAL snow the other day! Usually what Georgians say is snow is actually what I can only describe as little tiny ice pellets that aren’t even big enough to accumulate to the point that you can’t still see your grass. It kind of just makes things look all frosty. We laugh our asses off every winter when the weather man report the possibility of snow ice chuncks, because these people around here lose there ever loving minds. You would think they are all just heard that a nuclear weapon as been deployed and is heading our way. “Quick, go to the store and buy as much bread, milk and water to last us until we can unbury ourselves from that whole 1/2 centimeter of snow they are predicting! Just the thought of snow and all the schools start shutting down. Come on people! I lived in Salt Lake City for my entire childhood and it snowed its ass off every winter. Not specs of snow, we are talking inches and feet here. In all that time, I had just 1, count ‘em, ONE freaking snow day! It happened when I was in 10th grade and the schools shut down because we had like 12 FEET of snow.
So the weatherman was predicting snow the other night. I’m thinking the usual, “Yeah whatever!”. I hate when they say snow is coming, because then my kids get all excited because they know real snow, spending their early childhood in Salt Lake, just to be disappointed with ice chunks. This time, they finally got their wish, sort of. The first few flakes started falling as I was preparing dinner. And I be damned if it wasn’t actual big fluffy snow flakes. Lots of them! The kind that get stuck in your eyelashes and you can catch on your tongue.
It was hilarious to watch the news too! Of course, nearly the entire broadcast was devoted to this unusual phenomenon. They had everyone of their reporters outside all bundled up with pretty much nothing more to say than “It’s really snowing out here”.
“First let’s got to so-and-so just south of Atlanta.”
“Wow, it is really coming down out here! Just look at these big flakes falling on my coat, back to you at the studio”
“Now let’s check in with so-and-so in downtown Atlanta.”
“Wow, it is really coming down out here! Just look at these big flakes falling on my coat, back to you at the studio”
(and then more of the same from the west and east, etc. etc.)
“Now let’s check in with so-and-so just in the North Georgia Mountains.”
“Well, it’s not snowing here yet, but we are standing here in front of the Home Depot and all the rock salt is sold and all the kerosene heaters are sold out and the local grocery store was a mad house and is all sold out of bread and milk and water. It looks like this is going to be a big one and people just don’t want to be caught unprepared!”
Settle down folks! We only got maybe 2 inches that was all melted by morning time. Morons! It just barely covered the grass and none of it really stuck to the road. This is my front yard near the end of the big 2008 Atlanta Blizzard.
Every kid in the neighborhood was at the park making snow angels and having snowball (mostly held together by loose grass) fights. They had a blast though. My neighbor even built himself a pretty good snowman. Notice how you can still see his grass? That’s because he had to scrap up every bit of the snow to do it.
And just in case you were wondering….school was cancelled the next day. Really, are you people serious? Now I can understand the freak out if an ice storm is a comin’. You can drive in the “snow”, but you can’t drive on ice, even with four-wheel drive. We have had a few pretty good ice storms since we’ve been here and they suck. Big old trees get waited down with the ice and start losing limbs or falling over completely, power is usually lost and you are pretty much stuck at home, but it never lasts for more than a day.
So, the forecast is for snow again tomorrow. And of course everyone freaking out again. Didn’t they just buy 10 loaves of bread just three days ago, is it necessary to go get another 10? Nice thing is, it will be during the daytime hours so we can really enjoy it, and they say we might get a whopping 2-4 inches! I don’t trust the weathermen though, the only way they can predict anything around here is not until it is actually happening. Hell, it’s just as easy for me to look out the damn window and figure it out on my own. “Yep, them are snow flakes and just look at how you can see them on my coat!”
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