When I was growing up (in Southwest Virginia) we hardly ever got unexpected snow days. I remember it was such a great feeling as you realized you could go back to bed, not deal with boring & annoying people and teachers, have a “free” day to yourself…the joy would literally swell up inside! But the area we lived in just wasn’t prone to snow. Sure, it had it’s fair share of good, plentiful snow “storms” but usually just a dusting (which did not stop everyone in town rushing to every grocery the day before to get the number 1 supplies required to survive a perilous snow storm: bread, milk, eggs, beer). Also not helping matters-I believe-was whoever made the final call on what the school would do. They must’ve been a Nazi from Florida because they didn’t want to close schools for anything. It was probably a woman…and she probably had 3-4 school-aged children at home. In that case I can’t say as I blame her. I remember one time, when I was in high school, and “they” (the ever reliable meteorologists) were expecting a big snow to come rolling in, and rolling in quickly. Nobody made any schedule changes & as we were arriving at school it was already flurrying. It didn’t take 2 hours for chaos to hit as they then decided we all needed to get home now and how to do it. Luckily I had my own car so I wasn’t stuck panicking with the saps who had to ride the bus…I had an awesome Geo Tracker so my boyfriend at the time (now my husband….yay for high school sweethearts!), myself, and a Friend of ours (who lived just down the street from me) piled in & headed for home. There was a steep hill you had to survive that made up the road my house sat on & it was slick! I can still remember my husband twisting the wheel accordingly & being in awe that even at his age (15…hey, *I* couldn’t drive in snow!) he knew what to do & handled the situation. Plus, our Friend was pregnant so that only added pressure! Anyways…I’m off topic. But who cares, eh? We made it & the memory makes me laugh.
Please notice how the road is not dry but clearly not slick. Clearly not snow covered. Granted, we do have to consider the whole county but I find it difficult to believe that somewhere in our county it was just sssooo bad that us stay-at-home-momma’s get to listen to the “Is it my turn to play the x-box yet?”-“I’m starving, can I have something to eat even though I just had cereal?’-“So & so won’t play with me/so & so is being mean to me/so & so called me names!” , like it’s an unexpected gift or something. Bah!