Based on the howling freight train noise outside my window, and the ominous flicker of the lights, I could pretty much bet that business will be at a standstill tomorrow. It's already a school vacation week (and I'm home with Jack for the first 2 days...), so I'm sure that pisses off all the kids old enough to figure out that nature is messing around on their time. Why couldn't this storm have hit last week?
me: I think Daddy's office will be closed tomorrow.
Jack: If Daddy's home more than two days in a row, that's just more of a chance that he'll yell at me for something.