Bridget and her boy came up with much better names for the snowstorm than I did. Actually, since Cleveland routinely gets SO MUCH MORE SNOW than we do, I’d be surprised if Cleveland residents didn’t have a system for naming snowstorms. Kinda like how hurricanes get named. This year they’re all named after girls. Like Driving Miss Snowy, Snowy Poppins, and Forgetting Snowy Marshall.
I’m reaching, I know.