Annnnnnd...we're off! Again on Thursday. Another snow day.
I'll take it. The temperatures are too low for me to exit the Mansion. I had planned to drive #1 to the post office today (only the best and most exciting trips for my young 'uns) but his surly attitude caused a last-minute cancellation. And I will not let him drive himself down the slippery slope to civilization with the wind chill at 3 degrees in the daytime. It's not like summer when he could walk the five miles back home if he ran his truck into a ditch.
The forecast seems to call for all schools to reconvene on Friday, Mrs. Hillbilly Mom's duty day. Unless there is still stuff stuck to the pavement. I wouldn't know. I haven't been out of the Mansion. Our roads are still covered even when the town roads are clear. So I can't really predict Friday's agenda.
I'm going by Hillbilly Mom's law: School will always be in session on my duty day; assemblies will be scheduled for my planning period; early dismissal due to snow will start with my planning period; lockdowns and drug dog visits will occur during my most unpleasant class, necessitating that they remain with me way past their welcome; chocolate cake on the menu does not mean that we will be served chocolate cake, but rather that I will pay my $1.75 and get a condiment cup full of diced peaches.
We'll see what develops Friday.