Live-Blogging the Snow

I'm gonna go ahead and say this won't be so much live blogging, as it will be "one blog post updated a few times". But I wanted a shorter title. So, on to the Alabama Winter Storm Of The Century (So Far, Because I'm Going To Need A Better One). Otherwise known as AWSOFTC(SFBIGTNABO). I was supposed to wake up to temps in the low 30's. A couple of inches of snow on the ground, with more gently falling from above, daring me to go out and act- behind the safety of my privacy fence - like a 5th grader let out of school on a snow day. Snowball fight challenges with The Professor had been thrown down and the hot chocolate was brought to the front of the pantry. And then. I woke up at 7 AM and looked out my bedroom window to see the dead grass. Which I shouldn't have been able to see, because it was supposed to be buried beneath inches of heavy, white, wet fun-ness. There was a little stuff stuck in the creases of my neighbor's roof. It was not enough to mollify me. I went back to bed. At 9 AM, I woke up and lo and behold! It was snowing. White stuff was whirling around! And it was melting as soon as it hit the ground. I snapped a picture and went back to... um... snuggling ... The Professor. I did, however, get a picture of the AWSOFTC(SFBIGTNABO): AWSOFTC(SFBIGTNABO) Update: 10:00 AM It's still snowing! Go AWSOFTC(SFBIGTNABO), Go!! But you tell me how much difference you see in this picture. The love of my life - my meteorologist, that is (yes, he's all mine!) - is currently on the TV assuring me that it's not over. That I can still get up to 3 inches. We'll see. I have a ruler ready. You can depend on me to bring you updates, live from South Shelby County. This is Deborah, reporting... I think I may need to turn off the news updates for a while. AWSOFTC(SFBIGTNABO)Update: 11:00 AM It's still snowing around here. Nothing in the 3-6 inch range that I was all geared up for. But it's enough to justify hot chocolate. Once it's past noon, it'll be enough to justify spiked hot chocolate. Also, the cats tried their "Dash out the back door" maneuver. They got three steps out and then high tailed it back to the door. Which I had closed. Maybe getting their feet in snow will teach them that my house is not the torturous prison that they suspect it to be. Also, because I thought you might be tired of the shots of my empty backyard, this hour's picture comes from the front bushes. It's kinda pretty right now. AWSOFTC(SFBIGTNABO) Update: Noon It's been a productive hour. I skipped the hot chocolate in favor of making what is, at the moment, the only snowman in the neighborhood. What a bunch of dullards. Although I guess maybe snowman-making isn't high on the list of things to do when you're 80. Which is the average age of one entire side of our neighborhood. Maybe I should share my spiked hot chocolate with them? Because that should ALWAYS be high on the list of things to do. Also, because even though my husband is a New Englander - And therefore, as I have been told repeatedly today, far superior in his knowledge of snow - he decided our snow man needed a fourth body segment. Honestly, as much as I've been eating lately, a fourth body segment kinda makes sense. So this little guy's fitting right in: As you can probably tell in the last picture, the snow has stopped. So I don't know if there'll be any more updates. You never can tell around here, though...