Get Yer Bread & Milk Or Ye Shall Die!

We have yet another snow storm headed towards Kansas/Missouri. While watching the forecast last night I kept yelling at the TV, telling the weatherman to shut his "Dirty hooker mouth" about all that snow. I do not want another snow day. I do not want to do another week with a snow and ice covered driveway.

No, no NO!

It's the White Death. Snowmageddeon 2011, Snow apocalypse!

My husband was not amused when I started saying that.

"Jeez, calm down! It's just a little snow."

"But what if we get a blizzard.. Just like they did on Little House On The Prairie. You remember the episode where Miss Beadle sends all the kids home and they get trapped in a blizzard? And Mr Edwards and Charles all go out to save the kids that didn't make it home. And they gave them whiskey that Mr Edwards had because Mr Edwards was the only one who had whiskey in Walnut Grove. So since he saved the kids from freezing they were really nice to him even though he had the evil whiskey in their town."

Cue blank stare from my husband. "Have you gone mental?"

"You don't remember that one?"

"No, I was doing something called..."

"Oh yes... you were working in the salt mines. You poor deprived child who never got to see Little House or Dukes of Hazard since you had to work for pennies all day. Never mind that the show came on when we were like FIVE!"

"Then I was actually outside."

"Whatever? But what if we do get snowed in? What will we do without our milk and bread?"

"Then I'll make some snowshoes out of the Christmas tree that is still on the porch and track my way to the nearest store."

"My Hero."

"Show me your gratitude later." He grinned.

Men.... it could be the end of the world like in that movie with Jake whats his name and Dennis Quaid and all they can  think about is sex... Go Figure!