Weathercasters started talking about the approaching storm last weekend and with each passing day, it gets bigger ... in terms of size, and looks like most of the entire state will be affected at some point. It now encompasses almost everything from San Antonio and Austin all the way north and east.
Other states will get a worse system than what Texas will get, but with straightline winds, possibility of tornados and hail, there might just be power outages ... wonder how it might affect Austin and SLC. (Then again, maybe it's a blessing in disguise to keep everyone from shelling out big bucks for non-existent product, hahahaha.)
For those of you not in Texas, big bad weather system Friday night!
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Weather is always a great subject, thanks for posting that
Scoobydoo. I'm in Western Pa and we have been having
great weather as far as no snow since November. This
week-end and most of next weeks forecast is 40' and 50's
by day. Still have the last of Jan and then Feb which
could turn brutal. I think that I will take a look on the
web and see if they know what's in store.
Maybe SLC can have a snow clearance not sale
Scoobydoo. I'm in Western Pa and we have been having
great weather as far as no snow since November. This
week-end and most of next weeks forecast is 40' and 50's
by day. Still have the last of Jan and then Feb which
could turn brutal. I think that I will take a look on the
web and see if they know what's in store.
Maybe SLC can have a snow clearance not sale
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Well it's been raining here for the last 16 days straight. Nothing like winter in the Pacific Northwest. Now the prediction is for highs in the twenties for most of next week.. with snow. Did I tell you all bout having to shovel out of my house (in waist high snow) with a garden trowel last year after being stuck with my OCD roommate for 5 days? I'll save that story for later. Watch out Blossom!
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I have an Aunt in San Antonio!scoobydoo wrote: ↑4 years agoWeathercasters started talking about the approaching storm last weekend and with each passing day, it gets bigger ... in terms of size, and looks like most of the entire state will be affected at some point. It now encompasses almost everything from San Antonio and Austin all the way north and east.
Other states will get a worse system than what Texas will get, but with straightline winds, possibility of tornados and hail, there might just be power outages ... wonder how it might affect Austin and SLC. (Then again, maybe it's a blessing in disguise to keep everyone from shelling out big bucks for non-existent product, hahahaha.)
Yes it's scattered rain right now (KY) & supposed to get 6"+ before all is said & done. Too much for my liking but so much better than shoveling snow! Ooops, probably jinxed myself. It's supposed to be a high of only 25 degrees this time next week...brrrrrrr!
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I started reading your post w/great anticipation then....ooooo you're good! Mystery to be continued. Can't wait!JewelryQueen wrote: ↑4 years agoWell it's been raining here for the last 16 days straight. Nothing like winter in the Pacific Northwest. Now the prediction is for highs in the twenties for most of next week.. with snow. Did I tell you all bout having to shovel out of my house (in waist high snow) with a garden trowel last year after being stuck with my OCD roommate for 5 days? I'll save that story for later. Watch out Blossom!
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So mine sister...thoust hails from PNW as well?JewelryQueen wrote: ↑4 years agoWell it's been raining here for the last 16 days straight. Nothing like winter in the Pacific Northwest. Now the prediction is for highs in the twenties for most of next week.. with snow. Did I tell you all bout having to shovel out of my house (in waist high snow) with a garden trowel last year after being stuck with my OCD roommate for 5 days? I'll save that story for later. Watch out Blossom!
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Blossom
I know. How can you miss me when I won't go away?
DISCLAIMER: My roommate "M" has a heart of gold and literally helps little old ladies across the street. Course he's a little old man so there may be some ulterior motives there.
Let me introduce you to M. This man has a taco salad (8 oz of meat please) every Monday night since I've lived with him which is over 10 years. He has a double 1/4 lb hamburger with a large order of fries and a caramel sundae every Thursday night. Friday is steak (16 oz) night with a baked potato with sour cream and floating in butter and buttered green beans. Sunday breakfast is eggs with hashbrowns, sausage, and biscuits with country sausage gravy. These meals must be obtained at certain establishments at very specific times. Now what does this tell you besides he is a walking heart attack? This is Mr OCD! Don't know about you, but if I knew what I was eating every Monday night for the rest of my life: I would cut my own throat with a rusty knife. This OCD extends to every facet of his life. Monday night is Joker Poker, Wednesday night is Trustees meeting, Thursday is Costco, Saturday is AA meeting, and so on.
I moved to these parts because you don't have to shovel, scrape or otherwise dispose of rain. Then last winter... It begins to snow. And it snows and it snows and it snows some more. It snows so much we cannot get our door open. (Note here--as stated above there is something that MUST be done every day of the week).
The first day of being stranded I notice M is sweating profusely and his hands are shaking. The second day his eyes start darting furtively from side to side and he appears to be drooling.' Not too bad I tell myself, but hide the knives as a preventative measure. The third day he starts cracking his knuckles and breathing very heavily. Unless he is going to start playing the piano and breaking out in a Broadway tune I sense we are in trouble. The forth day he begins pulling his hair and running in circles like a hamster in a cage. I I start having visions of Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
I try to open the windows. Nope. Frozen shut. Now I'M sweating and my hands are shaking. To the back door! (It opens in) I open it to a waist high bank of snow. I will not be deterred. I cannot walk in this but perhaps I can tunnel to the neighbors and safety. What to use? I am a bit of a pack rat but even I have no shovels in the house. I try the plastic dustpan. Bends too much. Aha! I have a garden trowel in a closet. I must hurry while M is fitfully napping. He hasn't slept in two days. Come to think of it neither have I! Moving more swiftly than I thought possible I make my escape to the neighbors. The have a 4 wheel drive vehicle and it is parked under cover. They welcome me and tell me to sit down and rest as I am obviously distressed. BAM! BAM! BAM! on the door. It is M. "Can you get me a taco salad?" he asks.
I have lost track of time--but it apparently it must be Monday!
I know. How can you miss me when I won't go away?
DISCLAIMER: My roommate "M" has a heart of gold and literally helps little old ladies across the street. Course he's a little old man so there may be some ulterior motives there.
Let me introduce you to M. This man has a taco salad (8 oz of meat please) every Monday night since I've lived with him which is over 10 years. He has a double 1/4 lb hamburger with a large order of fries and a caramel sundae every Thursday night. Friday is steak (16 oz) night with a baked potato with sour cream and floating in butter and buttered green beans. Sunday breakfast is eggs with hashbrowns, sausage, and biscuits with country sausage gravy. These meals must be obtained at certain establishments at very specific times. Now what does this tell you besides he is a walking heart attack? This is Mr OCD! Don't know about you, but if I knew what I was eating every Monday night for the rest of my life: I would cut my own throat with a rusty knife. This OCD extends to every facet of his life. Monday night is Joker Poker, Wednesday night is Trustees meeting, Thursday is Costco, Saturday is AA meeting, and so on.
I moved to these parts because you don't have to shovel, scrape or otherwise dispose of rain. Then last winter... It begins to snow. And it snows and it snows and it snows some more. It snows so much we cannot get our door open. (Note here--as stated above there is something that MUST be done every day of the week).
The first day of being stranded I notice M is sweating profusely and his hands are shaking. The second day his eyes start darting furtively from side to side and he appears to be drooling.' Not too bad I tell myself, but hide the knives as a preventative measure. The third day he starts cracking his knuckles and breathing very heavily. Unless he is going to start playing the piano and breaking out in a Broadway tune I sense we are in trouble. The forth day he begins pulling his hair and running in circles like a hamster in a cage. I I start having visions of Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
I try to open the windows. Nope. Frozen shut. Now I'M sweating and my hands are shaking. To the back door! (It opens in) I open it to a waist high bank of snow. I will not be deterred. I cannot walk in this but perhaps I can tunnel to the neighbors and safety. What to use? I am a bit of a pack rat but even I have no shovels in the house. I try the plastic dustpan. Bends too much. Aha! I have a garden trowel in a closet. I must hurry while M is fitfully napping. He hasn't slept in two days. Come to think of it neither have I! Moving more swiftly than I thought possible I make my escape to the neighbors. The have a 4 wheel drive vehicle and it is parked under cover. They welcome me and tell me to sit down and rest as I am obviously distressed. BAM! BAM! BAM! on the door. It is M. "Can you get me a taco salad?" he asks.
I have lost track of time--but it apparently it must be Monday!
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RS
Tis true! Mercy fallest like the gentle rain.
No guess that is rain falling like the gentle rain
Tis true! Mercy fallest like the gentle rain.
No guess that is rain falling like the gentle rain
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Lucky have we been today huzzah! For no rain to hamper any and all deeds of mine burly roofer men.JewelryQueen wrote: ↑4 years agoRS
Tis true! Mercy fallest like the gentle rain.
No guess that is rain falling like the gentle rain
Verily how THEY have made old shingles fall like the most unkind of hailstorm
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Omygosh! You have a marvelous way of building anticipation. You should add "Saint" to your resume if you ever need a new roommate! You have a gift with words & the forum is so fortunate that you share your priceless creativity.JewelryQueen wrote: ↑4 years agoBlossom
I know. How can you miss me when I won't go away?
DISCLAIMER: My roommate "M" has a heart of gold and literally helps little old ladies across the street. Course he's a little old man so there may be some ulterior motives there.
Let me introduce you to M. This man has a taco salad (8 oz of meat please) every Monday night since I've lived with him which is over 10 years. He has a double 1/4 lb hamburger with a large order of fries and a caramel sundae every Thursday night. Friday is steak (16 oz) night with a baked potato with sour cream and floating in butter and buttered green beans. Sunday breakfast is eggs with hashbrowns, sausage, and biscuits with country sausage gravy. These meals must be obtained at certain establishments at very specific times. Now what does this tell you besides he is a walking heart attack? This is Mr OCD! Don't know about you, but if I knew what I was eating every Monday night for the rest of my life: I would cut my own throat with a rusty knife. This OCD extends to every facet of his life. Monday night is Joker Poker, Wednesday night is Trustees meeting, Thursday is Costco, Saturday is AA meeting, and so on.
I moved to these parts because you don't have to shovel, scrape or otherwise dispose of rain. Then last winter... It begins to snow. And it snows and it snows and it snows some more. It snows so much we cannot get our door open. (Note here--as stated above there is something that MUST be done every day of the week).
The first day of being stranded I notice M is sweating profusely and his hands are shaking. The second day his eyes start darting furtively from side to side and he appears to be drooling.' Not too bad I tell myself, but hide the knives as a preventative measure. The third day he starts cracking his knuckles and breathing very heavily. Unless he is going to start playing the piano and breaking out in a Broadway tune I sense we are in trouble. The forth day he begins pulling his hair and running in circles like a hamster in a cage. I I start having visions of Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
I try to open the windows. Nope. Frozen shut. Now I'M sweating and my hands are shaking. To the back door! (It opens in) I open it to a waist high bank of snow. I will not be deterred. I cannot walk in this but perhaps I can tunnel to the neighbors and safety. What to use? I am a bit of a pack rat but even I have no shovels in the house. I try the plastic dustpan. Bends too much. Aha! I have a garden trowel in a closet. I must hurry while M is fitfully napping. He hasn't slept in two days. Come to think of it neither have I! Moving more swiftly than I thought possible I make my escape to the neighbors. The have a 4 wheel drive vehicle and it is parked under cover. They welcome me and tell me to sit down and rest as I am obviously distressed. BAM! BAM! BAM! on the door. It is M. "Can you get me a taco salad?" he asks.
I have lost track of time--but it apparently it must be Monday!
You make me