This was the second year that we haven’t seen [significant] snow. I don’t know how I feel about that. On the one hand, we avoided major debacles that is the D.C. region’s commute during even the slightest precipitation. On the other hand, Sophia doesn’t really know what it is like to get on a sled and roll down a hill to your heart’s content. Personally, I prefer that when it snows, it really snows. None of this 1-2″ business. Who cares about 1or 2 inches? That is more of an inconvenience than snow. You see, this region doesn’t really know how to deal with weather. We only like it hot, wet and sticky during the summer — the forecast de rigueur.
Imagine my surprise when driving to work one day — okay, crawling to work one day — I heard that we were getting a winter storm in March. Turns out, it is no kidding a winter storm complete with snow, freezing rain, sleet and winds. If only I was of school age and could have a “snow” day. Nonetheless, when life gives us lemons, we’ll make lemon ice so to speak.