a dodged bullet

The super mean weather people (some call them meteorologists but I prefer super mean weather people. I mean, how often do they predict meteors?) predicted an inch of snow last night. Luckily, we woke up to dry grounds, blue skies and, well, not luckily, 24 degrees. But my amazing husband still went out for a run (crazy) and I vowed to do an hour of yoga tonight. Let's see how this one shapes up kiddos.