...is on the way. We don't have to find Nemo, Nemo is finding us.
We're about as ready as we're going to be. A neighbor said he was ready: "I've got a snow shovel and food." I told him we were one up on him: We have a snow shovel, food, and snacks.
Since the predictions include warnings of power outages, we also have flashlights with new batteries, lots of candles, matches, some wood for the fireplace, a couple of oil lamps for reading, lots of blankets, and several gallons of water.
There's talk around here that this is going to top the (in)famous blizzard of 1978. I don't know about that - especially since I wasn't living here in 1978 and so have no point of comparison - but unless the entire meteorological world has gone off its rocker, it's going to be bad.
Hang in there: Spring is less than six weeks away.