Not complaining in the least, mind you, and all sympathies for those hit more seriously. But here it was the best kind of snow: the kind you see in the air but don't have to worry about on the ground. Fun thing was that weather radar made it look like we were the Southern outlier for the great snowpocalypse. The attached news story said that all flights out of Charlotte were cancelled, but the weather radar looked like we were having the much more serious storm. The difference between 30 and 35 degrees, I suppose.
It wasn't even supposed to freeze last night, but Harry's outside water bowl didn't get the memo; it froze most impressively. This may have been helped by the fact that it's metal and there wasn't much water. But I'm still a little puzzled about it.
Dreams last night were another exercise in fabulous dream logic making sense at the time. I don't remember anything specific, but it was the usual thing that was happening simultaneously in a computer game, a book, a tv show, real life and three different cities and or countries. No problem!