All day Friday there was a buzz around the hospital.

Snow. There is snow coming.

While I love my job, working in health care has it downsides. One being that NO MATTER WHAT…we are open. So when the Weather Channel is calling for 8-14 mother loving inches, peeps get worried yo. I have heard in years past of people getting stuck there…not being able to get home. I have heard of the hospital sending out ambulances to pick up employees and bring them to work. People were stressed out about it, rightfully so.

Me? I was off this weekend. Neener Neener Mr. Snowstorm.

However, had I been working I would have been pissing my pant. Me no drivey in da snow.

We woke up early on Saturday morning to a couple inches…maybe 3. It was starting to really cover, and you could barely see the grass sticking through. The snow was coming down steadily and I couldn’t believe it was supposed to keep coming until the next morning. No way, they were wrong…they always are, right? RIGHT? BUELLER?

The boys and I hunkered down to be snowed it. Jim had to work, but we hoped he would get out early(which he did, at about 8pm instead of 11pm). The boys love our slider and spent a good part of the day staring outside. Chase got a little worried after a while, because the “snow ate my slide”

Um, yeah. That’s a LOT of snow. Jimmy was wound up all day, and ran around like the small tornado he is.

I spent my fair share of time looking out the door watching the snow. I haven’t seen this amount since the Blizzard of ’96 which dumped almost 2 feet of snow and ice on my hometown in Southern New Jersey. As I watched,I caught a flash of color.

See her? That’s a robin who lives in the tress behind us. She was so beautiful against the stark whiteness of the snow.

Sunday came, along with cleaning off cars and playing in the snow for Chase. He helped Daddy…

Is it summer yet?