very simple

OK. Not quite. Not that you’d know that from all of the crazy weather warnings we’re getting around here.

I don’t think it’s a big secret that I’m not exactly a fan of the cold weather, or the snow, but I live in New York. And until the global warming gets even worse, This is a snow zone. Do you know why they’re called nor’easters? because they hit the northeast. And while in some ways pleasant, it’s actually been a bit disconcerting for the weather to have been as mild as it’s been for the past few months (except, of course, the week of the transit strike – that was the week that it had to get all frigid on us?). I’m not saying I won’t bitch and moan, particularly at the aftermath – ahh, blackened slush piles, you look so solid until I end up ankle deep in freezing dirty street water – but we go through a lot worse every few years. My senior year at college was, officially, the third worst winter in Buffalo history (I think there was a winter a few years later that knocked it down to fourth, but at the time, third worst!). And it was Buffalo – where there isn’t not snow from October through May (and yes, it snowed the week before my graduation). During one storm, we were averaging something like a foot every two hours. They had to close the streets because they couldn’t plow them fast enough.

Oh, and then there was the time when it let up a little bit and I flew home to surprise my mom when she was having surgery. We got stuck in the city because the snowbanks were taller than our heads (that was the actually huge nor’easter of 1996). Of course, what my dad and I always remember is my brother almost setting a restaurant on fire (totally an accident – those little candles they like to put in the middle of your table? not such a brilliant idea when you have your special menu taped inside the regular menu so that you have to flip it over the top). You know, I now live only a few blocks from that restaurant, and I giggle like a 12 year old every time I walk past.

So this? annoying? yes. Cause for repeated newscaster freakouts? not so much. Of course, tomorrow’s Sunday, and my only plans involve laundry, reviewing some documents, and staring numbly at my computer screen while I watch three more hours of continuing legal education before my birthday (and state bar registration deadline) on Monday. So the fact that the weather is going to force me to stay inside is probably a blessing.

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