Musings - 20260126

Well, it appears we’ve survived the latest round of Snowmageddon. Depending on which weather gnome you listened to, we were slated to get anywhere from 10 to 24 inches of the white stuff.

I’d say we got between 6 and 8 inches, and that’s respectable. It’s enough to close school for a couple of days while the county gets the roads straightened out, but not so much that my grandchildren will have to endure “Do you remember how bad it got when Kentucky got actual winter weather that one time?” news segments in a couple of decades.

It’s been cold enough, long enough that the snow didn’t immediately melt on contact with terra firma, and for once we got proper January snow. Rather than huge sticky flakes we’re used to, it was little dry flakes that were almost a pleasure to shovel. Snow that has the consistency of course sugar is a heck of a lot easier to move than snow reminiscent of half-cured concrete. Can’t make a decent snowball out of it, but you take the good with the bad.

Irish Woman has been a little weirded out by my upbeat mood these past couple of days. After a quarter century as a couple, you’d think she knew that temperatures in the mid-teens and snow on the ground is one of my favorite kinds of weather. And the best part is that it’s not supposed to warm up for at least a week, and we may even get more snow next weekend!

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Note to self – The teenage boy seems to have issues with me walking through the kitchen, loudly proclaiming lines from “Blazing Saddles”. He especially took issue when I recited the “My grandmother was dutch” sequence, for some reason.

I’ll have to work on that boy’s cultural enrichment. Luckily for me, he won’t be going to school until Wednesday, which is more than enough time for him to consume and digest some of the finest comedy ever produced by Hollywood.

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Watching the news from Minneapolis, and all I can keep thinking of is a line someone once told me – “Don’t go to stupid places to do stupid things, with stupid people.”

Watching the news from Europe, and all I can keep thinking of is “Why didn’t we withdraw from NATO in 1993?”

Watching the news from Tennessee, and all I can keep thinking of is “There but for the grace of God go I.”