Much Ado About Nothing

I feel like I’m living in a Shakespearean play, but rather than being the husband who was cuckolded by his wife (or vice versa) we’ve been duped by the weatherman.  More specifically, the National Weather Service and the Weather Channel convinced us that a catastrophe was upon us when I’ve seen more ice accumulate in my freezer with the door open.  It was supposed to arrive on Friday, then Saturday and finally on Sunday and it did for some, but not here in Emporia.  I watched the radar for two days and what was heading for Emporia never materialized.  In fact, it looked like the Red Sea parting for the Israelites.  There was freezing rain and sleet to the west, south, east and north, but we survived reasonably unscathed. Continue reading “Much Ado About Nothing”