Thoughts on the blizzard of 2016
Even in Minnesota, when it snowed, my 80 year old mother would use a broom to sweep off her sidewalk.
It took a front end loader to clear my driveway . (and I wouldn’t exactly call it clear)
31 inches of snow in one day is outrageous.
Heck, I have trouble with 3 inches of snow.
Never run out of kitty litter, during and after a major snow fall.
Outdoor cats suddenly decide it’s better inside.
When the snow is falling at 1-3 inches an hour, do not attempt to clean off your car.
A goof I ran into one day told me to put a garbage bag on my car’s windshield.
I tried it.
There is so much snow on top of it, that I can’t find the bag.
But then I remembered, I am the bag.
Even in this massive storm, I will be out of here tomorrow. That makes 3 days tops, inside.
My question is: What the hell am I gonna do with all this bread, milk and eggs?
When the forecasters call for moderate or light snow, expect a blizzard.
When they call for a blizzard, don’t cancel your outdoor plans.
After all, the storm’s path always seems to take an unexpected turn at the last moment.
Reminds me of a football game or a horse race.
When the outcome is better than expected, I celebrate.
When it is worse, I celebrate.
Life is like that.
There is not a whole lot we can do about it.
But as the Governor of Pennsylvania said: “We can’t control the weather but we can prepare for it.”
And I did.