No, I didn't have a snow day today. Actually being a PIO (Public Information Officer) for a hospital, we actually are required to go to work during natural disasters. Fun. Now I wouldn't quite call the the snow fall we got last night a 'disaster,' it was, according to this New England girl, flurries. We got maybe an inch of the light white fluffy snow. You know the kind that blows around with ease.
So as I drove into work this morning, listening to my favorite country music station, I listened carefully as almost every public school across the state called off school. FOR AN INCH OF SNOW. I just don't understand. Maybe it is because I grew up in New Hampshire, where school isn't cancelled unless we get more than five inches of snow, and in most cases we only got a two-hour delay.
One of the funniest things I've seen this winter is how the television stations in Baltimore make a HUGE deal over an impending snow storm, i.e. 1-2 inches. The reports cause panic and people rush to the store to buy milk, bread and toliet paper. Because if I'm trapped in the house, I'd want to make sure I had enough bread. (Being my father's daughter, I make a stop at the liquor store for beer.) And driving in the snow, even flurries, people slow down to a screetching halt, driving only 5 miles and hour. The other day it took me over and hour to got 9 miles. I wanted to SCREAM.
I don't think that I'll ever get used to winters here. I hate to admit it, but I actually miss New England winters.