Oops! Mom Did It Again

The Amazing One-Eighty Old Lady has struck again.
They call me Wrong Way Ward.  My mom, on the other hand, is famous for her wrong way prayers.  When 

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was so sick last year, 

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and I had to find creative ways to forestall Mom from praying for him.  Every time she did he wound up in critical care.  (Yes, we keep trying to get her to pray for certain political figures, but so far no luck.  :-P)
What I didn’t realize is that her particular juju works on the weather too.  All weekend long I’ve been stocking her larder and sorting her pills so I wouldn’t have to drive over in the big winter storm they’d been promising all week.  My Mustang can roar through anything a Virginia winter has to offer.  I can’t.  My solution to ice and snow on the roads is to hide under the bed.  Which was what I was hoping to do today.
“Oh no!” Mom yodeled gleefully.  “We’re not going to have any snow.  They’ve cancelled it.”
*snicker*  Yeah, right.  Just paid the teen next door for removing the first four inches, and the white stuff’s still pouring down.  Go Mom!