Let it snow?! You have GOT to be kidding me
The one day.
THE ONE day I want decent weather, it snows…in Louisiana. In March.
I have tickets to “The Producers” tonight, with plans to take my kid. I cannot overstate how much I love “The Producers”. It is one of my all-time favorite shows. And the kidlet even bought a new dress.
Now for those of you who know her, for her to even consider wearing a dress is news enough. But to have picked one out, tried it on, and then shopped for the shoes to wear with it? That’s unheard of. Yet here we are, new dress, new shoes, and make-up. And it snows.
They haven’t canceled the production tonight. They haven’t even canceled classes. That fact is surprising enough when one considers half-an-inch of accumulated ice in the dark recesses of a freezer are usually enough to warrant shutting down our airport and salting the bridges. And this isn’t just snow flurries. It’s really coming down.
Alas, my amazing powers seem to have stopped short of snow. I’ll do what everyone else is doing — go out, stand in the middle of the parking lot, and look up.