There is an unpublished version of this quote. “The measure of a man is directly affected by how much snow is expected.”
I had such a nice post for today. I wrote it bright and early this morning. OK, so it was dark o’clock, but still lovely. It had photos and links and everything! I interrupt that post to bring you the following rant.
I live in New York. Not Southern New York where they get a possible ‘wintry mix’, or Upstate New York where your eyelashes freeze when you get the mail, but the Mid-Hudson Valley where, in the summer we have warm weather and thunderstorms and in the winter, we have snow. SNOW people…SNOW! We don’t need dog sleds or skis to get us from point A to point B because we have plows. Big trucks that move snow, destroy mailboxes and render lawns impossible to mow in the summer. Oh sure, we have blizzards and other extreme weather, but a foot of snow 12 hours from now, does not warrant jackass behavior! Driving to and from the supermarket this afternoon was a daredevil act not worth repeating. Listen up. In my humble opinion, nothing warrants tailgating. Some drivers took it to another level. If you want to drive THAT close to me, there better be a tornado chasing you. At the supermarket, as if cashiers we
ren’t already at a premium, some dear soul in her haste, dropped a glass jar of some awful smelling somethingorother, requiring that line to shut down while another one opened, as customers argued about who was in the line first. (This is a perfect example of why liquor should be sold in supermarkets). The one humorous moment came when an elderly woman on the line next to me, inquired if the Zombie Apocalypse was real. I want to kiss her whole face!!
Snow day or not, I will share my previously written post with you all tomorrow.
If you are in my neck of the woods, enjoy the day…grab a bottle, hunker down and knit.
On the ears: Madden Football for the PS4
In the glass: Santa Cristina Toscana
Have a wonderful evening.
Peace to you all!!
Regina
Cosmicknitter 
I was just lamenting with a friend how people forget how to drive once flakes start falling. We’re expecting 3-6 inches tomorrow so that means the grocery store will be out of milk, bread and potato chips. I’m glad I don’t have to go there tomorrow!
Enjoy your snowed in knitting time! I’m hoping to pretend I’m snowed:)
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It’s a fascinating dynamic, isn’t it? Maddening actually!
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Oh I’m terrible, when people tailgate me I slow right down…and down…and down, until they get the message 😉 I’m glad you survived the zombie apocalypse!
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