This:

has (not surprisingly) led to this:

which, honestly, means that I'm doing a little of this:

See? Even teachers get excited about snow days.

I had a suspicion that they might close the university. All the cars driving by on the highway outside? Sound like they're driving over ball bearings. The ice has hit, and it's hit hard. Now it's just a matter of making sure that the power stays on despite the extra weight on the wires and transformers. If it does happen to go out in my area, I've been offered a place to crash by a couple of the veteran teachers who live close by. It's nice to be taken care of, even when I'm far from home.

Until that point, though, I figure I'm pretty sturdy. I've got candles (they were out of the emergency kind, so in the event of a power outage my apartment will smell like hazelnut and apple pie) and enough junk food to get me through the worst of the storm. Cookies for dinner? Mm, yes please!

(Just kidding, mom. I'm eating "real food," I promise.)