What is this, Antarctica?

We here in 'bama are moving into our second week of below freezing temperatures!  Weather men spent last week preparing us all for a "blizzard".  All they spoke of for a week were the five inches of snow impending for North Alabama.  You couldn't get near the bread, milk, or eggs at Walmart or Kroger.  The hardware stores were pulling out fifteen year old sleds from the storeroom and selling them like hotcakes.  The buzz among school children was whether they would be at school on Friday, or at home taking a "snow day."  Grown men and women across five counties were praying that the bridge would ice over, so they could skip work without consequences.

Thursday afternoon and its accompanying cold front finally rolled around.  There were pretty white fluff balls flying everywhere.  It seemed that meteorologists around the state had finally gotten a snow prediction right.  The problem was, that while there was snow falling constantly through Thursday and Friday, it was more like floating than falling.  There was always snow in the air, but precious little was making it to the ground. 

The little bit that made it to the ground was put to good use by the Keith boys, however.  They played in our yard until they used our tiny bit of snow up.  We then moved on to my parent's house, where there is more shade and therefore more unmelted snow.  The boys played until their frozen little bodies couldn't take it any more, and we spent the rest of the afternoon huddled in front of a nice, warm fire.  Overall, not a  bad way to spend a Friday.