A Side of Rice

Hopefully Humorous (and sometimes R-rated) Musings About Life

I Was Promised 9″

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This week, the Washington, DC area was braced for a big, late-winter storm scheduled to arrive and pummel the area from midnight Wednesday until about 3:00am Thursday morning.  More than 24 hours of serious snow!

On the evening of March 5, dopplers, maps and human weather prognosticators were showing that our city (Frederick, MD) was going to end up with anywhere from 7″ – 18″ of snow. About 30 miles west of us, they were likely to get up to 2 feet.

The Federal government shut down. Schools closed. Grocery store shelves were stripped of bread, milk and toilet paper as the DC metro area prepped for Snowquester, or as the National Weather Service mundanely named it, Saturn.  Of course, we hadn’t purchased the boys boots this Winter since there hadn’t yet been a storm of note. If their toes could brave the cold, they were free to wear their special basketball shoes (season’s over!) out in the gobs of predicted snow that would be piling up.

At 1:00am on March 6, this snowfall graphic showing total predicted snowfalls was published, with a medium to high confidence in the numbers:

From the Washington Post's Capital Weather Gang. And a complete snow job.

From the Washington Post’s Capital Weather Gang. And a complete snow job.

TV forecasters starting using new predictions of 9″ – 18″ for our area. Maybe we’d get Thursday off too!

However, by 4:00pm on Wednesday afternoon with a mild rain falling, this is what we ended up with:

I'm no mathematician, but that looks like 9 centimeters to me

I’m no meteorologist, but that looks like 9 centimeters to me

The boys were bummed about the lack of snow, which meant the lack of an opportunity to go outside and play in it.  To compensate for their disappointment, they barely moved 9″ all day from these spots:

Son #1 plays on his iPad mini (a snow app, perhaps?). Son #2 begrudgingly watches Income Property with his mother.

Son #1 plays on his iPad mini (a sledding app, perhaps?). Son #2 begrudgingly watches Income Property with his mother. Dog enjoys a spot on the couch between them, ensuring the 9″ of separation required for minimum shenanigans.

Let’s face it, readers. It’s not the first time a lady has been promised 9 inches, only to be disappointed.

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Author: A Side of Rice

Married, mom, marketing professional. Loves swearing, pedicures and celebrity meltdowns. Hates making dinner and working the little league concession stand.

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