Then There is the White, Fluffy Stuff in CNY (Thanks, Karal), Followed by More White, Fluffy Stuff Typical in the Syracuse Region

Karal doesn't handle being ignored well. Rhiannon and Eric came for a morning visit, and when the conversation involved the Lake Placid Money Pit House took over all attention, she was not happy. She grabbed one of mom's stuffed animal bears and tore its face off underneath the dining room table. "See. This is what happens when you don't pay attention to me. I'll show you."

Later, at Kelly's for a cranberry mojito, I noticed that the storm that is hitting Connecticut also widened to upstate New York. I was meeting Lossine for dinner, but the bastard sent the wrong address, which resulted in me driving to the middle of nowhere in Manlius...pitch black...white out conditions. Icy windshields and noway to see the roads. I called him and said, "Dude...where did you send me."

Ooops. His bad. 

So I drove home through East Syracuse-Minoa, only to on 481 with prayers I'd make it off the highway without going off the road. I decided to head to Cynde's because it was closer and stayed there until I got the nerve to drive to my parents. Of course, the worst of it was from 7 pm to 10 pm. Oh, Syracuse. Oh, snow. Oh, Lake effect. 

Phew. 

I'm glad Chitunga, Lys, and Brianna headed souther earlier in the day...to beat the mess.

And poor little stuffed animal. Karal's usually not like this, but when she feels slighted, she'll definitely let you know.