Second Twelve, 24th Day of Childwinter, 526 M.E. (Helios): The twenty-fourth day of Childwinter and the Year 526 of the Modern Era is called Second Twelve. We're four six-day weeks into the year and it's already shit. 

I walked a 5.5-mile Monroe today and now I'm back home waiting for the icepocalypse to arrive. They predicted this thing like ten days ago, and the wait has become nerve-wracking. The latest forecast has the precipitation finally arriving in Atlanta at around 9:00 pm tonight, but the temperatures are e3xpected to stay at or above 32° all night. So the latest forecast for here is no snow, no ice, no "significant accumulations of ice," and no "extraordinary threat to life and property." 

I might see a dusting of snow and some ice on the driveway when I get up tomorrow, and the roads will probably be slippery in the morning, but I have nowhere to go anyway. 

It will be a lot worse up in the North Georgia Mountains, where the higher elevations will be a bigger factor that the higher latitudes. Good luck and best wishes to them and everyone else affected by this "monster storm," even if it looks like Atlanta will be spared after all the dire warnings. 

At least I now have a good stockpile of prepared salads and a lifetime supply of peanut butter to last me through the weekend, and at least now I don't have to worry about losing power and missing tomorrow's Patriots game.