I don't generally have high expectations for snow in Portland. This doesn't mean I don't become giddy everytime there's mention of snow in the forecast. The thought of snow always makes me happy. And, when we're stuck inside for three days because the city shuts down for three inches of snow, I'm overjoyed (longer than three days, however, is not good). Ben and Ry have both gotten the snow jones - Ben because he'll get to stay home and Ry because Ben likes it.
Because they are so often wrong, I've developed some not so nice names for one of our local broadcasters. While I'm sure he's a very nice man, I do question his honesty (although, truthfully, I should be questioning his accuracy) with respect to snow. So, after Ben began talking, I had to change how I referred to him. Now, poor Matt Zaffino is known as a giant jerky head in our house. Ben has obviously picked up on his failure to correctly predict snow and notes that if Matt Zaffino says it's going to snow, it means it won't.
This year has been particularly hard on our emotions. They (the evil weathermen) have told us time and again to expect snow on the valley floor. Time and again - nada! This time, we were told that there would be 1 to 3 inches of snow - it was practically a sure thing. Ben even saw a different weatherman predict snow, meaning that it was going to happen! Excitement filled the house (except from Travis, who sadly, has to drive to Walla Walla today). And, as you can see below, they need a new ruler, because this ain't it. Oh well, we made the best of it - and Ben got a two hour delay (which means he's got a snow day).
4 comments:
Woohoo ~ nice snow!
Seriously! And how exactly did they justify the closure of *some* of the neighborhood schools?
I, too, was shocked that it actually snowed. There was enough for snowmen in our neighborhood so we adopted a two hour late start for work!
I like self-directed snow days. I'm hoping for one tomorrow. :)
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