So apparently I Am Paranoid

My girlfriend told me so last night. But I am not the normal type of paranoid that comes with my line of work, no. I am paranoid about the weather.

Coming from Tennessee to Pennsylvania was a major shock. There actually is something referred to as Fall and it lasts more than two weeks during football season.

We get all the pretty color change stuff back home but we rarely get the cool evenings and semi warm days that PA seems to find common place.

Then, on or about, the third week in November, the bottom drops out in a crazy deluge of thunder snow and bitter temperatures.

The first time I saw more than an inch of snow, I almost shit my pants. I am use to a dusting at best. As a matter of fact, as I sit and write this, Nashville is expected to get snow today. It probably will not amount to much.

So when I do my morning news rundown yesterday, I was surprised to see that we had a winter storm watch issued for Erie. They predicted a couple inches of snow at best for tonight into tomorrow. Imagine my further surprise when I get to class today and see that it has been upgraded to a winter storm warning, just as I predicted.

I told my girlfriend, who happens to be from New York, that I thought it would get bad again before the weekend and she called me paranoid. I can't help it.