Yes, I'm "that" Southerner

Recently, we down here in GA had an "Ice Event." Nothing to write home about, but the roads did stay icy for a few days and school was canceled for one. This, in GA counts as a catastrophe. Today we had our second such Winter event. It's snowing, and you know what that means. All of the Southerners run around like Chicken Little screaming that the sky is falling. Then, they descend on the grocer for white bread and milk.


I've joked lovingly about these people before post 1 / post 2. At least the news media got it right this time. It snowed AND they interviewed people standing in lines at the package store instead of the grocer.

Then I come home to realize this:
And, had to turn around to go get this:
Yup. I'm one of "them." I did make sure to tell everyone who looked at me and snickered that it was milk day anyway and it wasn't just the snow, I would have been here regardless and they knew they were there panicking just as I was, because really, did they seriously need those two bags of chips and those ho-hos if it wasn't going to snow?

I think not.

It is rather pretty, isn't it,


and it's still coming down.

The morning comes early, and this one will be a cold one. Sweet gardening dreams.