But before we get to all that, I'm over my bottle opener. Every time I try to open a bottle of wine, the screw unhinges from the opener and I'm left with this:
It's obnoxious. It's irritating, and I'm tired of it. It's only made worse that three months ago I cleaned out the 'junk' drawer in the kitchen, realized we had four bottle openers and chucked all but one. Which one? The one that doesn't stinkin' work! Irritating at best.
Anyway, about that snow. The weather stations and the people all around town started buzzing on Friday, but the forecast hasn't been the same for more than 2 hours. As a matter of fact, all three local news stations are touting different snowfall totals from 2-7+ inches. The only thing they can agree on is that something is going to happen, which is honestly a first in and of itself.
So, like a dutiful Georgian, Friday after school I went and stocked up on all of the supplies you're supposed to have on hand.
Got the milk: Got the bread: Even got snow-beer for us and hot chocolate for the kids.
And then remembered something and ran back to the store yesterday. I braved the mad chaos and the dashing children. I refereed a fight between two unknown children and the last box of Fruity Pebbles. I ignored the urge to pick up yet one more gallon of milk and loaf of bread even though peer pressure is a powerful devil, and I made it out alive with this: Let the snow begin. ;)