Where's My Winter Storm?

Every winter it's nice to have at least one winter storm.  In the south, we don't get a lot of snow or even really cold weather.  But I like to have one big storm each winter.  So far, we haven't even had the threat of snow.  It's not the end of January so there's still time.  Hopefully the weather will turn foul soon.

I've lived in the south all my life.  I've heard all the stories about how we can't drive in snow and for the most part it's true.  It's mostly because we have so little experience.  But it's also because the snow here is commonly a mix of ice and snow.  Or, it's snow, but it melts partially during the day and then refreezes at night and is doubly dangerous the next day.   People who get into or see accidents who aren't from the south seem to assume the people involved must be from the south, because anyone experienced with snow would never get into an accident.   And yet people not from the south get into accidents in bad weather even here.

The thing that's the most humorous to me is how the threat of snow can cause a panic that cleans out aisles in the grocery store.   We may never see a flake, but if the weather man predicts that it could be a bad storm, the bread and milk will be gone.   Even if we do have a bad blizzard, the plows have never had us stranded more than a few days, commonly one day.   But people like to be prepared.   We also have been known to have schools let out early, even before precipitation has (or might) start. 

People who don't see snow often and like it also get very hyped up when flakes start to fall.  Phone calls were made in the years before Facebook and text messaging to let people know they should look out the window.

So it's quite the spectacle here from both nature and the population when it snows.  For me, I just like the quiet white of a nice snowfall.  Hopefully we'll have one soon.

The Big Boy Update:  Hide and Seek.  He's figured out he can hide in a corner from you.  You might see him, but he's trying to hide and he giggles and smiles when you "find" him.  He's getting good at hiding when you're looking away too so you really have to look for him before you realize he's not run off to climb the stairs again.

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:   Her first real night sleeping through the night was last night.  She ate her nine o'clock meal and went straight to sleep.  She didn't make a sound through the night and at 8:40 this morning I asked my husband to go make sure she was breathing.  Sounds awful, I know.  But it's something you think about when they're so young.  She was sleeping soundly.  I got her out of bed at nine to nurse.   She's not even eleven weeks yet and she's doing so well.  I'm a proud mama.