I get pretty excited when the weather forecast is snow. Here in the Pacific Northwest our snow showers are few and far between. I have been hoping it would snow and we could have a few snow days from school. I tend to be a live for the moment kind of girl and don't care about the fact that it causes us to go later into June. So when the forecast said snow and it came and we had not one but three snow days I was pretty excited. I loved staying home and caring for the animals which keep me pretty busy just hauling water and plumping up the bedding and feeding them way too much hay. I put Sunny's red blanket on him. I made cinnamon rolls and put out seed for the birds. I've cleaned the house and am looking forward to my son and his little dog coming home for the holidays. But the snow is getting out of hand. It needs to stop soon. We are now in the middle of the storm of the century. They are predicting up to 14 inches in our area which is unheard of. My son is still at the Denver airport with his flight being delayed, so far, at least two hours and I have a feeling they will cancel it altogether because SeaTac is having a blizzard. My mom worry meter is going through the roof right now. And to top that off I was just watching the news when they broke in with breaking news and said, "This just in from Colorado, a plane has gone off the runway at the Denver airport." My heart stopped. My stomach clenched. They said it was a Continental flight. My boy is on an Alaska flight. I hope everything is OK but so far they haven't said any more. The snow is coming down so hard if my boy does get in I don't think I could get out to get him. Hubby works for the county and can run a snow plow and sander so guess where he is right now.
Now I wish the snow would have never come.