Well here we are, the 7th day of March, no snow all winter other than a few flakes and now we have snow in the forecast for tonight(only a dusting though). Living in the South all my life I'm used to this, it'll be 30 degrees one day then 70 the next (this is probably why I have touch of a cold now). Our seasons are really crazy, I always say we never have weather that is just right for many days throughout the year. It seems to go from one extreme to the next. Ohhhh to live in a place where it was 70 to 80 degrees all year, that'd be lovely.
About the snow, I always laugh when going to the grocery store if the word snow has been mentioned in the forecast, people go so crazy. And I have never understood why it's milk and bread these people are mostly buying. I guess it's just something that is passed down from one generation to the next , we learn from our mother's and grandmother's , it's gonna snow, better run and get milk and bread. Today I went grocery shopping not because of the predicted snow storm (haha) but because we needed groceries. As I go down the dairy isle I try to think, do we have enough milk or not. I decide not to get any , of course I get home and see we did in fact need some. So, I will get my dear husband to pick up some on the way home from work, and he can be the one that people are looking at saying " haha, that man thinks its going to snow, look at him buying milk".
