Throughout the day on Monday, the weather people on television said that we could expect nothing more than a dusting or a trace of snow on Monday night. Helen and I had a dinner party for 15 family members in the works that evening and gave little thought to the weather. I ran a few errands to pick up some things for party prep and noticed a flake or two falling on the Walmart parking lot…no big deal.
East Tennesseans used to pay attention to snowfall forecasts when we had snow, but over the last decade or so, accumulating snow was only a memory of snow-soaked boys, sled runs, and snow forts. Now that I no longer work for a living, I love snow. If I had a full pantry, a big fireplace, a good book, and a little music, I would trade places with the folks in Buffalo in a New York minute.
Around four in the afternoon, the tiny flakes picked up some intensity, and by five, we had our “dusting.” The flakes continued to fall. At five-thirty, the first of our guests arrived. They were somewhat concerned. Driving the hills of East Tennessee can be treacherous, with even the smallest amount of snow on the roads. At six, Helen’s sister called to say they were turning around for home—things were getting worse. The remainder of our guests also decided it was time for them to leave. Then, it was just Helen and me with enough seafood gumbo to feed a small Army.
So, after two bowls of hot gumbo over rice, a good glass of wine, a fire in the fireplace, and one movie, we had enough snow on the ground to say we had a “snow event.” Even the forecasters were surprised and hastily noted that temperatures would rise into the 60s by week’s end. So what, I say. Let’s live in the moment. By morning, the roads were covered, and everything looked so pretty, dressed in white.
Did I mention that I love snow?
Joe, I only see an upside to this story – beautiful snow and plenty of leftovers!
Hi, Suzanne,
Right on! I make a mean pot of gumbo, and it freezes well. We’ll enjoy it on our road trip in February. Happy New Year!
Joe, when I saw the title of your post, I have to admit that my immediate reaction was, “Uh-oh!!!” I’m glad you and Helen didn’t have to travel during your “snow event,” and I trust the story had a happy ending with all of your guests arriving home safely. Personally, I think you handled the situation perfectly – it sounds like the two of you enjoyed a delightful evening. By the way, I’m pretty sure there are folks in Buffalo who would happily trade places with you!
Hi, Mary,
All went well, and the snow was gone by the next afternoon, although still very cold. Nevertheless, we are supposed to have temps near 70 degrees by the week’s end. Tennessee weather is a rollercoaster.
When people aren’t used to snow and then having to drive in it, the smart ones stay home. Spokane has a lot more snow than last few years, but again, smart people use their 4WDs and drive slowly. Being retired, we don’t have to go out in it. I can handle the driving, but I hate the tailgaters (clearly new to snow). We got almost 3 feet of snow accumulation and Hans had to shovel our roof! Glad you all are safe and warm.
Hey, Terri,
Hans is a very brave man! I can’t imagine having so much snow you have to shovel your roof! I agree with you about driving in the stuff–the intelligent people stay home. Even 4 x 4’s don’t guarantee safety going down these Tennessee hills. I would love a peek at three feet of snow. Are there any webcams around your home? Stay warm, and have a blessed 2023. Joe
Your snow looks beautiful. And lots of great leftovers — definitely a win-win!
Wishing you and Helen a wonderful 2023!
Good morning Donna,
The snow was very pretty and out of here the next day. We’re enjoying 60’s weather today. Such is the weather rollercoaster in East Tennessee. All our best to you and Richard for a prosperous and healthy 2023. Joe
Joe, I would like to have some of your gumbo right now. 🙂 But that’s a bummer that your party was affected by the snow. We had some pretty crazy temps in Eastpoint, dropping into the 20s three nights in a row. We need to toughen up for North Carolina, LOL.
Happy New Year!
Hello, Laurel,
I make a pretty mean gumbo and love to share. C’mon up! We had about three days with no temps above freezing, and that’s rare. It will get cold in your new hometown, but you will love having four seasons where spring is delightful and fall weather lingers long. We wish you both a 2023 filled with joy and happiness. Joe