Well, not really. What was supposed to be six inches of powdery, fluffy white snow fell as two inches of disgusting ice and sleet. And, unfortunately, the stellar views of downtown Nashville we have from our little townhouse come at a cost--we live at the very top of a very steep hill, and there's currently no getting up or down it. So, we're stuck. Thankfully, work and class were cancelled for me. I made Johanna walk around the neighborhood with me, because I was about to go stir-crazy. There's only so much crafting and Netflix watching one can do.
And now, I'm craving pizza, which I don't have and can't get. So, I guess it's pasta again for dinner. Do keep Nashville in your thoughts and prayers. We aren't used to this kind of weather, and many people are without power. We've been lucky here at my house so far!