It's impossible to be seething with anger at things you can't control. At the moment though, I'm shaking my fist at nature.
We're supposed to be flying into LaGuardia on Thursday morning.
Think the runways will be plowed? What about the LIE?
We're supposed to be getting 2-4" of the white death today. Will schools be closed tomorrow, or will we be buried in less of the white, cold, wet, powder than predicted?