If you define "snow" as a half an inch of semi-solid, kind of white substance falling peacefully from the sky, lacking true mayhem, then it "snowed" here yesterday. It would have been fine...I would have taken up my usual position inside Starbucks or Angelico's or something and laughed as the Virginians and DCers (Marylanders, as much as I hate to admit this, can handle their snow) frantically tried and failed to drive up the tiny incline that is Wisconsin Ave near Tenley at approximately 2 mph. But alas, this was not for me. I had to babysit. And everyone knows that babysitting=driving for Ash. In all honesty, I wasn't particularly nervous about it. Walking to Le Cathedral, the sidewalks were slippery ('cus apparently most major store owners haven't yet figured out exactly why WMATA throws salt on the roads every time it gets like this) but the roads were fine. Very wet but fine since the majority of the slush was collecting on the sidewalks.

Well...apparently I gave these people too much credit...the RAIN that was on the road...RAIN, mind you, sent them into such a state of panic that there were accidents everywhere and most people more or less lost the essential, humanizing characteristics that we've all learned to hold so dear...the ability to think above the level of a child in kindergarten. Cathedral Ave was a mess and I thought people had seen the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse on New Mexico. Later in the evening, taking Bridget and Sarah to scuba, I think only one word can describe Wisconsin. A tire...hit Mary...IN THE FACE...

OK, so that's actually several words grouped together to form something that might be considered a sentence. Whatever. Stop judging me.

So...I think the whole of the experience yesterday can be summed up in a dialogue between Sarah (the second oldest daughter)...

Sarah: *bouncing up and down* I don't think we'll have school tomorrow! YIPPEE!!
Ash: *looks at Sarah very strangely, questioning her behaviour* Why not?
Sarah: *continues to bounce* There's snow on the ground!
Ash: Ummm...like a half an inch maybe...when I was in school, it took 6" to get us a day off..
Sarah: 6"?!?!?!? That's like a WEEK off for us. *continues to bounce*
Ash: *noticing the bouncing* Uh...Sarah...what's wrong? Why are you bouncing around?
Sarah: I had COFFEE this morning.
Ash: *fear* When?
Sarah: Around 3am...
Ash: And you're still feeling the effects?
Sarah: YEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ash: *ponders what it was like to be that effected by caffeine* DRINK SOME WATER! A LOT OF IT!
Sarah: *skips away*
Ash: Um...kay then...

I think I'm going to have to forsake anything fun tonight so I can get some work done...this weekend, much like this week, is going be kind of a mess...