People said it wouldn’t happen. People said our meteorologists were exaggerating again. But it happened. Right in the middle of a lunch-time presentation, everything we were learning got suddenly upstaged by massive, long, drawn-out rolls of thunder while snow fell at a rate of 4 inches per hour. I’ve never seen anything like it. Four Inches Per Hour! The only people who find this more exciting than I did are those meteorologists. They were practically popping champagne.

I was glad, though, that my sled-car and I only had a couple of miles to drive after work, because the plows couldn’t keep up and there were areas where the snow was still 4 or 5 inches deep on the roads. (I worried about my van-pooling commuter friends all afternoon, but luckily they made it home. Whew.) If we get the inches people think we will overnight, tomorrow morning’s drive could be very exciting.