Last night - when it was clear and dry and 40 degrees and we were expecting a storm, but not for like six hours - the county cancelled school and all evening activities.  

I want to move to Minnesota if just for the experience of freaking out about the weather and having it actually be legitimate. 

This morning, there was a thin sheet of ice all over everything and yet school started and on time.  

 Personally, I'm beginning to believe they make the decision about whether to cancel school or not by through a pair of dice up against the curb.

 In the meantime, it's quite lovely.