Waiting For Something

We're waiting for something here in Boston. BIG SNOW.

But it doesn't smell like snow. It's a metallic smell, the signature "snow smell." They have forecast snow, but it doesn't smell right to me. Let's see what happens.

All the kids are on the edge of their seats since SNOW DAY tomorrow would be one extra day of vacation and this one was too short, thanks to Christmas and Hanukah falling on the weekend.