Hey, what's that white stuff falling from the sky?

Before I get into the main theme of the whole post, which you probably have guessed from the very revealing title, let me tell you some good news. Saturday, my academic team went to compete at Reigonals, and WON!!! No, not just barely got in, we won the WHOLE THING! The trophy was real, and not just cheap plastic! Why am I talking in exclamatory statements! Help me! Aaaaaaah! I can't stop! Why is this happening to me!

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Heh-heh. Sorry. Ahem...a bit silly of me, really.

Moving on...

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At Life Group, all of us seemed to lie in wait. The forecasters were predicting 100% chance of snow, and just about all the counties in North Georgia were called for in the news. The only question were how much, and will it be enough to close school? 

As usual, when any threat of winter is predicted for Georgia, we overreact. Salting the roads and stocking our pantries, it appears that there's a Snow-pocalypse scheduled. Most of us were munching oatmeal cookies and watching football, on occasion seeing a news flash for all the counties set to be buried. Josh Sanders held his smartphone in the air. "All Cobb County Schools are cancelled tomorrow!" The Adults all cheered quietly while The Babies, who didn't have school, scampered across the floor. I hurried upstairs to break the news to The Kids.

When I announced to my overstuffed bedroom, "All Cobb County Schools are closed tomorrow!" I was mauled by overenthusiastic grade-schoolers and fellow middle-schoolers. My bestie, who told me she didn't even like snow, was overjoyed. This proves to Adults that we Kids will accept any chance to get out of our penitentiaries/schools. Any change of routine, any slight mix-up, we grab at. But I never expected 5 inches of white stuff!

Sadly, it built little more than snowballs, seeing that it had an icy crust on top and powder in the middle. It was OK for sledding, but our little hill wasn't much of a ride. We were fearless snipers in an epic battle in the icy terrain that was once our yard, with no determined victor, since everybody went inside after about 15 minutes. I lugged Roxy on an expedition to the next neighborhood over, where we counted 2 stranded cars in that short distance, along with an escapee greyhound puppy. Overall, we had quite a day with no school. The good news--no school tomorrow, either. The bad news--my concert is postponed, for the second time. Oh, nuts.