(I posted this using the WordPress app on my iPad for the first time. Gee, thanks for the lovely formatting.)

While it seems to be causing chaos in the South, we’re
desperate for snow up here in New Hampshire. Especially the
snowmobilers like my husband. There’s a little bit, but not enough
for a smooth ride. Now the weatherman’s telling us some of the
white stuff might finally be coming our way Tuesday night and
through Wednesday. Not a lot. Maybe six inches. But it has the
snowmobilers cautiously optimistic about the grooomers being able
to hit the trails and my sons already thinking SNOW DAY! The
schools have sucked the fun out of snow day mornings, though. They
have an automated system that sends out a robocall at dark o’clock
to let us know school is cancelled. But half the fun of a snow day
was always curling up on the couch and watching the scroll across
the bottom of the screen announcing cancellations, waiting to see
your school’s name, especially since our district is at the end of
the alphabet and no matter when we turn the TV on, it’s on A or B.
Sadly, we’ve gotten the short end of the snow stick during the last
few storms, but I’ve got my fingers crossed. Nothing makes a
snowmobiler crankier than mud in January.