"Tell him it is going to snow!" Helen jeered and handed the phone to her husband.
This sent me on social anxiety overdrive. I had never talked to Helen's husband on the phone.
"She just doesn't want to work Monday," he said chuckling.
"They've changed the forecast again," I told Helen when she got back on. "There calling for snow flurries but no accumulating snow."
"Shit!" Helen exclaimed.
I had never heard her cuss before. I laughed and laughed and was enjoying her cavalier attitude.
"Keep your hopes up," I said before I said good bye.
It is good to know another soul in the South carries my enthusiasm for the white stuff.