It's Official......

I'm a die-hard. As if there were any doubt before.

It DID snow. It snowed hard here.

And the gymnastics meet DID NOT get canceled.

So we went. Hubby didn't want to, as it was snowing hard when we left home. His fear ... and secretly mine too ... was that during the meet, everything would freeze hard. And then we would have the 30-minute drive home.

I almost couldn't enjoy the meet, because I was so nervous about driving home in the snow. I don't know that I'd ever done that before.

It wasn't icy when we left the Coliseum, thank goodness, and I drove veeeeerrrrrrrryyyyyy slllllloooooooowwwwwwwwlllllllyyy all the way home. I don't think I ever got over 40 mph. The roads weren't bad, just slushy, but I still didn't take any chances. Tomorrow everything will be a solid sheet of ice, as temperatures have already started dropping.

Since we assume everything will be icy tomorrow, we are NOT going to the beach after all. And I'm okay with that. I'll explain in tomorrow's post why we were going to go to the beach at such a stupid time of the year in the first place.

Oh, and we won the gymnastics meet. Toppled the #3 team in the country. I'm glad we went.

But I'm gladder we're home.