The cakes have been ordered, I bought all of the food, and I cleared the decks. We’re having Emma’s very first party tomorrow. Or so I thought. We’re supposed to be hammered with winter weather this weekend.
Every single time we have an event, the weather does not cooperate. The day of our wedding, there was a nor’easter. We planned a baby shower on my patio, it rained. When barbeques were scheduled, you guessed it – rain.
There are so many varied predictions, from 1″-3″ to 10″-20″. Holy, moly! I’m waiting until noon to decide what to do. At this point, the cakes have probably been made anyway. I love a good snowstorm as much as anyone, but not this weekend!
Come on, Old Man Winter, cut us a break! Sigh.