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Storm watch part.....whatever....

We're supposed to get whapped by a huge winter storm this evening. It's been on all the news, everyone is talking about it, people have stocked up on food and batteries and candles and gasoline.

So of course it's not going to happen. You just know it won't. It's when they don't tell you it's coming is when you get smacked.

Christopher gave family prayer this evening before bedtime and I nearly choked when he said ".....and please make it snow really hard and long so we lose power and we don't have to go to school for a couple of days...". And then I must have had a 'look' on my face and he must have peeked, because he then said, ".....and please bless us so that we will be safe on the roads and that dad will be able to get to and from work safely on the roads with no problems....".

I swear all the kids were high fiving each other after that prayer.

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  1. *still doing happy dance from last post*
    good, you're going to do the interview! EEEEExcellent, as Mr. Burns would say! That is how we create advance buzz! *shakea shakea! jiggy jiggy!*
    so....did ya get smackoed? i woke up with four inches of snow and still coming down. AND a goonybird on my sofa jumping up and down at 6:am! (his mommy had the flu so i stole him)

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  2. yeah, we got about three to four inches and it's been snowing off and on all day so far. It's not too bad, and I'd go out in it but it's the other drivers that frighten me.

    Me? I'm fine. Them? Not so much.

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