At the same time, I am one of those people in the south that experienced the snowstorm that sent everything to a screeching halt. After growing up in a desert, my experience with snow is very limited (the first time I was in snow was on my honeymoon), but I certainly wasn't freaking out about it like the locals. I went to Walmart to buy a few Duraflame logs (since I seem to lack the ability to make a decent fire with regular firewood), and it was like the apocalypse was coming. Duraflame logs all gone, plus a run on food, water and salt to put on the driveway. An article in the local paper told residents to stock up on supplies, gasoline and cash. Food I can understand, and my own pantry was already well stocked. Gasoline, what for? The roads would be icy and every store closed, so where would you drive? Same goes for cash, with all the stores closed and people in a panic, I don't think shoppers would be playing nicely.
But anyway, it all seems to have turned out fine at my house. A bit of a frozen pipe this morning, and I haven't tried to figure out yet if I have hot water or not, but the snow is already melting so all will be mended soon enough. While my patient was napping yesterday afternoon, I put on my big coat and boots and took some pictures of the snow in my yard. The little girl living next door was out playing, and ran over to me and expressed her joy about the change of weather: "Do you see all the snow??? I LOVE SNOW!!!" My dog doesn't seem to mind the snow either; he leaps and bounds with joy, leaving little tracks all over the yard.