A good friend who now lives two hours away is going to be in town today and tomorrow, and we have plans to have dinner tomorrow night. Naturally, the weather forecast now calls for 5 - 8" of snow beginning tomorrow afternoon. I'm sure she'll opt to go home earlier, if possible. This is the third time our plans have been disrupted, whether by nature, illness or just plain life.
It's disappointing, but one way or another we'll meet up. I'm on vacation the last week of the month, and I'm perfectly happy to drive up north just to have coffee with Chris and say hi to her family.