I grew up with snow. LOTS of snow. But now, two inches throws me off. Only because I am worried about everyone else who doesn't know how to drive in it. Or doesn't realize that with a FORD EXPEDITION you can go faster than 10 miles per hour on slush. Or that you need to leave some extra stopping distance between you and me, Mr. I-am-going-to-tail-gate-you behind me! Luckily they let us out early, so at least most of the idiots were still at work.
I have plenty of food in the pantry and fridge, eggs and milk, things to make bread, and frozen meat. Lots of things to do too. I think we might be housebound for the weekend. Send search parties if you don't hear from us by Tuesday.