The robocalls from the school district woke us up at 5 am. Early dismissal. Again.

Opinion about this snowfall is massively divided among my facebook buddies. There are jubillant teachers on one side and the working moms on the other.

I have to compress a day's worth of chores into three hours. Supermarket. Home depot. Writing. Productivity ends when the school bus arrives.

I was planning on driving into the city today to see Pioneer Woman give a book reading at Barnes and Noble in Union Square. I'm fascinated with her as a business woman. Did you know that she has 62,000 subscribers to her RSS feed, while the top political bloggers have between 5,000 and 14,000?

I also have a weakness for the farm porn that she puts on her blog. All that bucolic ranching and prarie goodness. From time to time, Steve and I fanticize about ditching suburban life for an organic farm in upstate New York. But after this winter, I realize that I'm not cut out for the isolation. I'm craving the noise and activity of city life. I'm ticked off that my plans to meet up with some friends and listen to some campy writing about farm life has been aborted.

Well, there will be lots of noise and activity in a few hours when the kids return, so I'll write one more blog post and then head out into the blizzard.