AAAAAAAAAAH!

We're being told it may snow tonight.

I know these are the words every parent dreads to hear. To know that it may snow somewhere in the vicinity of one of their special, precious, children. There are no words I can think of to soften the blow. Everyone here is somber, quiet. Those that can have already fled, but for the rest of us, there is no time left.

No time.

I just want you all to know that I love you very much. You have all been supportive and loving, and after...I dunno, an inch or two...of snow falls on Austin, utterly destroying the city, that my thoughts and dreams will echo among the family I have left behind.

Already people have begun to see the coming of the end. There are snow parties. Madmen who will wait outside, defying nature to take them to their last breath. They hold strength and hope in their heart that I cannot mirror. I am afraid.

Jess and I will cuddle beneath some blankets, we'll keep the Cats close to us, but when that final, white death comes for us all, blowing through the house and disassembling us on an atomic level, I want you all to know that my final thoughts will be with you.

With deepest love,

-N

P.S. None of that was true.

P.P.S. Except that it is going to maybe snow tonight.

P.P.P.S. Oh, and the fact that I love all you guys is also true.

P.P.P.P.S. So, yeah. Snow! Maybe! Ticom has a policy similar to Dad's office, which is to say that if the schools are closed, so is the office. I'll check on it in the morning, but it wouldn't be the first time this sort of thing happens, it's just pretty rare. It was an ice storm last time. There is a holiday party that was supposed to be on Friday that got moved to Saturday as a 'just in case' measure. They are already making plans to show the Big 12 Championship there, so they do have their priorities straight.

I'll put up pictures if we get any white stuff, and Family members in colder climates can feel free to giggle at my state's weakness to snow.