#That will let me survive until the military trucks resupply us

[trivialbob]

Well, well. I didn't believe the forecasts.

Yesterday morning my outdoor thermometer read 41°F. Yet throughout the day my phone buzzed with weather and commuter travel alerts.

It would have to get colder for snow to accumulate. The child-like excitement that usually washes over me when I anticipate a big snowfall didn't happen. I also lacked the Minnesota instinct to hurry to the grocery store and stock up on bread, rice, and milk.

Wearing my comfortable wool slippers and a favorite sweatshirt, I stood at the window, sipped some fresh, hot coffee, and thought--they've gotten this wrong before. Ten hours later I watched heavy flakes falling and not melting.

We have had an unusually warm and snowless winter here in the Twin Cities. Two inches or so fell back in December. The day it happened I grabbed a shovel and cleared the driveway. All the snow melted soon enough anyway, but that shovel looked sad hanging on the garage wall. "Put me in, coach!"

A few folks were out riding motorcycles in January. Temps nearly reached 60°F a few times. Naturally there were some guys who wore shorts outside so they didn't suffer heat exhaustion.

We also saw -11°F in January. People who leave snarky comments on newspaper articles claimed an extreme (or even "nearly a record!") temperature as proof that their climate religion is the correct one. The rest of you heretics should boil/freeze to death.

Weather experts claim March is actually the snowiest month in this state. Next week's forecast says highs in the upper 20s and sunshine, so this snow coverage may be around for a while this month.

Now I'm going to sip some hot coffee, take another look outside, and be thankful I didn't leave a snarky comment on a news article that reported it would snow last night.