We have been under a Winter Storm Advisory since 6pm Friday. Just like our Atlanta neighbors, Nashvillians just do not deal well with even the slightest threat of snow. Every Schmuck decided to leave downtown Friday at the same time I did , turning a meager 16 mile commute into a nearly 2 hour ride home in an attempt to beat the impending storm, then they all proceeded to the nearest Kroger to wipe out the supply of bread, milk and toilet paper. I didn’t escape the parking lot madness either. Lea Anna was out of chocolate milk - which qualifies as a genuine crisis in our house, and even out small little neighborhood grocery store was a madhouse. Oh, and it did snow a little bit. It has been snowing off and on all weekend, but very lightly with almost no accumulation . Even I, the hard core snow hater can deal with it so I don’t see what all the fuss was about. I guess since no one in the state’s payroll was arrested in the past few days they had to put something on the news.
I’m making Salisbury steak for dinner. The good kind from scratch, not the prefab version from Banquet that tastes like something they scraped off the road. Too bad the booze store is closed on Sundays. It would taste really good with a splash of red wine in it. I have always thought the South has strange liquor laws. Attention Tennessee legislature - Jesus drunk WINE at the last supper, not Busch beer!
Lea Anna is becoming more articulate every day. This is typical of the many conversations I have been having with her this weekend:
Lea Anna - "Mommy, help me. My heart sticker is in the fish tank"
Me - "Why did you put your sticker in the fish tank?"
Lea Anna - "I didn't, it just fell out of my hand into the fish tank"
Me - "So you climb up on table, opened the lid, opened your hand, and the sticker just fell out of your hand into the fish tank?"
Lea Anna - "Yes"
Me - "Why were you playing in the fish tank?"
Lea Anna - "I love you Mommy!"