The Great Gulf Coast Blizzard of o8 is history now.  We woke up pre-dawn Thursday morning and could sleep no longer, giddy and knowing the snow would be finished by sunrise and would be melted by afternoon.  We wanted to savor the rare and precious moments.

We were really excited for almost-20 year old Ann, who’s never seen a cover-the-ground snow in her young life.   Sarah woke her up before sunrise, thinking Ann might want to build a snow man or throw snow balls.  But Ann’s reaction was almost indifferent.  After checking out the scene on the patio, next thing I noticed, she was curled up in front of the fire with the ever-vigilant brutes of the canine patrol.  Yep, “fired up,” that’s what you call it.