Classes are cancelled, and after a rainy and cold night, ice is on the ground! I’m calling it ice and not snow because it’s hard and freezing, not light and white.  And regardless of whatever is on the ground, why not dress the part? Hence my photo above, of me rocking my new boots. Where’s the fun in not preparing? It’s not like I get to dress like this often, South Georgia doesn’t get a lot of this kind of weather.

My city is not likely to get any major snow, unlike my hometown. The picture below is one my mom sent me just this morning. Jealous.

Either way, it’s an abnormality in what would normally be a mundane week, so that’s exciting. Now to decide how best to spend it…