A lot.
Like, up to two feet.
And mostly between 8a.m. and 6p.m. tomorrow.
Our flight is at 1:30.
I wasn't too worried about it until Marky sent me a link to a post titled: Snow Update: 10 to 20 Inches, 'Thundersnow' Now Possible.
And the immediate, inappropriate, random reply that came to mind was, "No, fuck you Dad!"*
But then I read this from the DCist:
The heaviest snowfall is expected between 8 a.m. and 6 p.m. on Saturday, and
now, just to add a little more danger into the mix, the Capital Weather Gang is
also warning residents to keep an eye out for 'thundersnow.'
That's a real thing, apparently. Where it's snowing and also thundering at the
same time. We can only assume it's then followed by the literal hand of God
reaching down from the sky to punish us for our wicked, wicked ways.
And now all I can think about are Thundercats.
*If you're like Mark, that comment was very confusing and slightly offensive. I know. I have no explanation for why it pops into my head when it does. All I can say is that sometimes, it just feels right - like the only saying that can wrap up my thoughts and feelings in a nice little package. Oh, and it's from the Breakfast Club.
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