Okay, the weather people have predicted it, I can see the precipitation on the radar west of here. Now the waiting. This is perhaps the worst part of winter storms - you know they are coming, and it takes every ounce of willpower not to go to the window every five minutes to see whether the flakes have started falling.
At this point I don't know whether we'll get one inch or 10 - and really it doesn't matter. DH noted that it was very likely that I would have to give up Gingerbread Lattes for a week (see earlier post). And that's okay.
Because I'm almost out of syrup anyway.
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